I like sad songs
they don't judge me while my word is falling apart
they give me comfort just by being with me
I hear the first note
and I am a child waiting for the quiet hours
when the others are asleep
and I can let myself breath
when the chorus hits
my every scar is loved
when the tone shifts
I cry without shame
Tears of sorrow and joy
The song ends
But I have faith it will come back again
they taught me sad is okay
I like love songs
they show me a part of myself I have never seen
they give me a glimpse of bliss
they teach me lessons I haven't learned
they give me the wisdom I haven't earned
they promise there are good things left to come
they show me good can come from bad
I like love
About the Creator
Hufflecup
I want nothing more than to dedicate my life to writing, so I figured I would start here to test the waters. I will be submitting stories to as many communities as possible.
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