When I looked into your eyes, I saw forever
What did you see when you looked at mine?
What do you see when you look at me?
Nowadays you don’t even look happy
“It’s 12 am, where are you going to?
Do you even care about the pain I’m going through?
You leave and come back whenever you want
and I’m tired of it
Tag: Marriage
the Cowardly Lioness, Poetry by Ruth Bowley
To seek the words I cannot allow myself to say.
To relinquish into your soul…
the gifts I cannot give.
These, these, are just simple plots.
Veiled hand me downs,
and all too familiar way to live.
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