She calls him love
But he never response
Oh she wonders
Was I too deep?
Too mushy?
She thought to herself
Maybe.
She calls him her love
But he never reply her answers
So then
She remembers
She’s lonely
Now
She’s forgotten
That he was gone
Not coming back anymore
Her tears roll off
Her cheeks
Like clouds of sweet dust
& the door
Of her broken heart
Is locked
Somehow
When he left her
In the empty handed room
He stole the golden key---
~
©2006 kai croft
5 comments:
Kai...you have such a wonderful big heart. May life bless you in return for all the love you so freely give. Don
Ah, Kai, this is sweet.
thanks
:)
hmm... love...
Well written, but so sad.
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