|asabicoc (asabicoc) wrote,|
@ 2012-04-30 15:30:00
|Entry tags:||sad love poem, sad love poems, sad poem, sad poems|
Just I love you, so I'm missing you and I get lost in what you shut up, I discover something hampered by the hours that we are not talking about. Do you know?, in
the routine of every day I thought you...
I've seen my dreams play you, until I felt that you call me when I am in a classroom, music places emphasis on my ears and I sink in the mystical poetry only to see
you fly in the clouds taking you my heart with your wings.
I do not know what they carry inside?
A vehement mystery; I only missed in your tender things in that sense of fragile love or perhaps in a fear not I define myself well, perhaps only I am wrong when I
write, maybe you understand this stranger in me, but do not say anything...
Your simple silence as this crazy love for you.
I think of you and you know, every morning, every afternoon, you dream, sometimes in my frustrations in the lexicon of deep lethargy, which envelops the soul and
he takes her to the world of volatile things.