Was it too much to question?
A friendship so rare
The blossoming
Of a placid rose piercing me
Pleading for forbidden days
Nights of dreaming how
You wished it to be
The lies forgotten erased
So many poems written
Pleading for justice
Time to face the winter stare
I’m wasting my time here
In the past of elapsed kisses
Time to delete those messages
I know of by heart
Yet read every night and day
And to read your letters of love
With one final tear in my eye
Time to pack away the past
All the pictures of you
Torn from my walls
All the songs we ever listened to
Cutting my ears with memories
No matter how much
I wrap the past in cotton wool
And hide the boxes far away
You’ll always be my Achilles-heal.
Erm I haven't written in a while and I jsut wrote this please give me your idea etc
