• poetess_confessions 36w


    How is it that the Sun,moon, and stars work in harmony day by day without seeing each other

    Yet I can't stand the idea of you leaving me for a minute

    Some call it it jealousy others possessive love but in the end we are salt and pepper

    Complimenting each other's weaknesses with the spice of our own

    You can only consider that we had grown on one another

    As the vain of our existence wrap around each other like vines on a summer afternoon

    But we have wilt

    The glaring Sun shrivel's the vine as my heart still aches for you

    But we know we can't be together no matter what we try it is forbidden

    Accept it