Today, she told me that she hated me,
she told me that she never cared.
But I can see it through her blood-shot eyes, that she loved me,
she loved me more than she ever could.
She wanted to choose me, but she can't. I was never a priority.
But for me, it's different, because she was, and will ever be, a priority.
And I loved her through every mistake, through every single heart break.
I have always adored her and somehow made her feel safe.
To protect her even if it's unbelievable.
She's the moon in the sky.
She's the axis on where this world pivots.
She was my first cry in July, my heaven on earth.
What more can I say?
She's everything.
Oh god, if only I can show her her worth.
I fell in love with her laughter, I fell in love with her sighs.
And if this was a mistake, if loving her was a mistake, I'd ask her once, or maybe twice,
to make this mistake with me.
She loves me, she hates me, I couldn't even point it out.
But she's the truth of it all,
she's my wonder wall,
and she's everything that binds me.
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Things that I would like to say to you but I can't
PoetryA collection of heart-wrenching poetry, short stories, and feelings untold. Feelings based on real events that made the writer vomit words of hatred, guilt, love, friendship, and happiness. A mixture of emotions that will help you cope up with wha...
