WishesA Poem by Andre Peterson
You must live your life and I must live mine.
Although I miss the days when our time was intertwined. With each day passing, watching the sun set down. I now have a home. One that I can call my own. Not with you, my darling. After what I have seen. No, I have a home with no borders. No need for a queen. But a queen you are. And till the end of time, I'll follow. Wasting away to nothing but words in a book. A love encased with sorrow. I'll say with much sadness. I've always meant well. I never knew such love filled with wishes. Wishes never I never meant to tell.
© 2016 Andre Peterson |
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Added on August 9, 2016 Last Updated on August 9, 2016 Author
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