Poems from introspectivebeet
12 days
Is not near long enough.
I only have 12 days left with you,
All of you.
I’m going to miss you all like hell.
You’ve helped me learn...
You are my “Amazing Grace”,
That song you are trying to play
Right now, on your guitar.
Your hand’s in a splint
Because you got upset
And...
I get lost
And stare off into space
When I think of you.
You tease me about my poetry
But I bet you don’t know
That most of it is about you...
I’m sorry
Was I not good enough for you?
On those late nights,
Drunk on the taste
Of your lips,
Stars illuminating
Your face,
All I could...
My friend told me
When he was little
He wanted nothing more
Than to be a cigarette
When he grew up.
When I asked him why,
He told me
It was...