Perched
Waiting
Hoping
Hiding in between
Wishing upon the night closing in
A dream
Just beyond her reach
Once in her journey
If only it could be
He would arrive
Speak of her Beauty
Fall madly
Trip passionately on the breeze
A secret, she did keep
More at peace in the darkness
Her comfort, solidarity
Time repeats
A hundred nights
She sits waiting
Fearing
Anticipating
Her heart growing colder
Faith in love
A total loss
Fingers gripping onto remorse
Behind her back
A flower wasting
Restoring her sorrow
Alone, forever, she will be
xoxo
❤ Me
9/28/2019
Thebrokeninsideofme.com
Passion in sadness that reaches the soul.
Well thank you Joe xoxo
You’re welcome
♥️
Heartbreaking
♥️
Sad.
Yes indeed ♥️
I know the flip side to this sentiment and its most unfortunate.
Yes sir it is ♥️