The one who stands across from me. The one who stares back at me whil I'm there, lonely as can be. I watch his eyes as though, they were daggers stabbing me through the heart. I bleed night and day, like a river falling upon me. I walk closer and closer, farther and farther, and I can't seem to be close enough. Oh, that man, the one who stands across from me.
Reason for writing:
This poem is about a couple that doesn't have a very good relationship and the woman is trying to get closer to her boyfriend but can't seem to make the man/boy open up to her and let her love him...he treats her bad because he's been hurt before and treats her badly while the whole time he means good. This is MY relationship...but vise versa!
Birth sign: Leo
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