It must be crazy to shed a tear every night
I run into my keyboard
write a poem
a letter
or if nothing comes in but sorrow
I run into films
filled with love and hope
I am touched what love can do
and yet i pity
that the love that I watch to inspire me
never reaches my heart
I lost the love
The person that I love
and I don't know
if ever I could find
the same love again
Maybe i should stop hoping
so I won't get hurt
or maybe should I believe
that every tear i shed
will be smiles I make
in the future with the one I love.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Poem over tears and the keyboard
Posted by Episteme at 2:13 AM
Labels: love poems
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