I make trips.
I buy gifts.
Because I know
Loving me is a chore.
But I won’t stop loving you.
That’s for sure.
You could ask me to go away
But there’s no way I’ll stop loving you.
I’m still not losing hope
Though the sky is getting dark.
I wish you'd look out your blinds at my heart.
But when you turn the light on. It’s a good start.
I know it takes time.
How long I can’t tell.
But if time with you is heaven
I don’t mind going through hell.
The hell of waiting.
The hell of the unknown.
Is all worth it.
If heaven is still an option.
It’s non stop. My love.
It’s won’t stop flowing.
It won’t stop growing.
And I won’t stop showing.
- Author: J Verde (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 5th, 2019 19:58
- Category: Love
- Views: 8
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