Poems from amylam
Here we go again
With you all proud of yourself
And me distressed
Why, I asked softly
Why
You simply just stared and walk away as I...
How have you been? It has been awhile
The last time we spoke was in a classroom.
You read a book and I stared at the tile.
You gave me work...
Do you recall when you confessed your love?
How you regretted of letting her go?
I do, for my heart shattered. No white dove
Visited me. My...