Hiraeth
I'd only wish you to pray and stay, To not bring harm to me and to not go away, It hurts me whenever you told me im not the one, So i stepped back and told you im clearly done. Im sorry if i wasnt enough for you, Im sorry if i left you out in blue, But you don't know how much im still inlove with you, In every goodbye turns into i love you. I may not be the girl you dreamed of, But i may be the girl you used to think of, I am still the girl who always kisses your cheek, But now im the girl who has tears in her eyes and blink. The pain you've been given was already enough, But you didn't care so you let out a laugh, That made me think that i wasn't at the top, And i was right that's why i was completely numb. In every cold replies there was always a pain, That means im tired and drained, I let ou a sigh then it started to rain, Its the time we need to separate lanes.
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Sharun
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2019-05-15 14:18:54
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Lorraine
@Sharun thanks
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Question 1?/Вопрос 1?
The girl that questions everything,is a girl that needs many answers.She wanders the earth trying to find the person that can answer her many queries.Everthing she writes has a hidden question that makes her heart ache and her head hurt.She spends days writing sad story's that she forgets her sad life.Shes in a painful story that never ends,she's in a story that writes itself.The pages in the book were filled ever so easy,because her heart wrote it for her.She spent her life being afraid,that's what made it so boring.Finding her passion was easy,but fulfilling it was the hardest part of all.Her writing may be boring and sad,but it's what keeps her sane. "She had all the questions in the word,and he had all the answers." Lillian xx
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Черничные пироги, молоко с мёдом. Приходи. Почитаю тебе стихи и раны замажу йодом. Буду исцелять поэтапно все твои трещинки и порезы, даже в твоё заледеневшее сердце, поверь мне, — смело полезу. Повір! Залізу без страху. Без жалю, не боячись. Бо наше розпалене вогнище змушує бути хоч чимось. І тільки не хвилюйся — ми не розчинимось. Ні одне у одному, ні у часі. Мы снова столкнёмся, неспособные противостоять этой связи. Истощенные, но в друг друге, нашедшие дом. Якщо не перше життя, то і не перший том. Не перший різновид мов у моїх віршах. Не найдёшь меня в жизни? Отыщешь во снах. За той дверью, где я нам в пирог добавляю чернику. Приходи. Мне одной без тебя здесь ужасно дико.
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