Poem -
Why

What is left to say?
when all that's left is grey?
what more can I do?
what is left for me to prove?
why can't you just love?
why do you fight to be free?
if you don't want me, tell me.
....let me wonder, leave me be.
I needed you. I need you still.
nothing's left but this bitter pill.

Support CosmoFunnel.com
You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.
Comments
welcome to cosmo