We lie awake in different beds,Our compromises feeling so fake.In the stillness, love hangs by threads,Promises we vowed never to break.Silence fills ..
I write poetry to open up my mind for something more creativeIt's not a about being better, it's about discovering somethingDiscovering a new side of ..
She said I'm out of line,Yet her presence lingers in my mind.In dreams, she's still mine,Each sip of wine, a taste of love so fineShe dances through m..
A poem about memories attached the a green couch and this specific friend's apartment that we always hung out at. Memories attached to it once they mo..