The thought of you leaving scares me, a lot.
I wanted to scream a loud 'no' to your face.
Cling on to your shirt and never let go.
But where do I stand in the situation?
I simply don't.
Still, I whisper to the wind.
"Please don't let him do this."
But you're already too far away to hear my plea.
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CZYTASZ
Her Side Of The Story
PoezjaStories from my point of view, basically what's on my mind. Sometimes it's about my own life and experiences, other times it's just what randomly pops up in my mind. Each and every poem is written by me, unless stated otherwise. Read, vote, and comm...
