Poems

Truth is. .

If my walls could talk they tell you

How I clutch my pillows at night

If my walls had sight

they will describe how my chest vibrates from pain when I cry

Those are things you will never understand

How it is to love someone and walk away

Walk away even if it destroyed me

I’ve spent to many nights on the floor

with my heart right next to me

you will never understand how all of this feels

Truth is that my pain brings a smile to those lips

Those lips that I loved to love

Truth of the matter is that you meant everything to me

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