love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
I Circle You
You said some people don’t know why they’re wolves. They just howl for the sound of it. And maybe, sometimes, I think there are people who spend their whole lives making noise without ever understanding the ache underneath it. They howl because silence feels too enormous. They howl because something inside them needs to be heard, even if they don’t know what they’re asking anyone to hear. They howl because the night is long, because the world can be unbearably quiet, because sometimes the only way to convince yourself that you exist is to make a sound and wait for it to come back to you.
By Zakari Rungeabout 10 hours ago in Poets
