by Artemis Moon
i sit by the window
mourning your leave
the air becomes thick
it becomes hard to breathe
when i am awake
your voice haunts me
but when i sleep
i think you're with me
and i hope one day
you will see your mistake
so you will run to my arms
and a new love we will make
this poem is supposed to represent love and loss. i hope someone out there can find wisdom in my tween poetry.
ReplyDeleteXOXO,
Artemis Moon