I write because I am sad. I write because I am a failure. I write because I am alone. I write because I love too many things, too many people. I write because I am so far from her. I write to feel her body next to mine. I write to embrace her, and I cannot. I write because it hurts too much to sit quietly. I write to be able to forget how much I want to be somewhere else, someone else. I write to bring her closer to me. I write to believe that she could care about me. I write for her smile. For her laughter. For her tears.
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Author:
John Thomas (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 16th, 2016 08:23
- Category: Love
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As I said in one of my poems I write because life demands it. Great write really enjoyed it
Fascinating way to express what I sense is unrequited love.
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