A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

17 August 2013

I Never Told You How I Felt

I still miss you
It’s been three months since we broke up
To close of friends you said
Over text none the less
I still miss you
We never kissed
Or said I love you
Yet I fell hard
I still miss you
My heart a pulpy mess
Fluttering for the returning year
When I see you again
I still miss you
The sound of your singing
Brings me to my knees
Pen in hand.  

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