Do I really love you?
Or is it but a moment’s whim?
Will I always miss you?
Or will this someday seem like a dream?
I do not know what I truly feel,
I cannot find what to say.
All I know is that without you
Each second feels like a day.
And yet I would wait patiently,
I would wait eons, dear;
But you will never know that one awaits
That, love, is my greatest fear.
my first ever attempt at poetry
Walking down the busy streets,
I suddenly come to a stop.
What’s that running down my cheek?
Tears? Or a raindrop?
Living somebody else’s life
In somebody else’s sleep;
And yet this pain seems to kill me,
These wounds cut so deep.
What is real?
What matters most?
Searching for answers,
I roam; like a ghost.
Maybe someday the pain will die
And life will finally be all smiles.
Till that day I can just wonder,
Just how many, how many more miles?
