It's the middle of the night.
As always.
Thoughts are running around my head.
As always.
You're in there.
As always.
I take deep breaths.
Breaths.
Am I doing the right thing?
Things?
Is being with you ok?
Really ok?
I love people.
More than just platonic.
They're all my lovers in my head.
Is being with you right?
Am I doing the right thing?
Things?
I love you all so much.
You're all the things I need.
I'd die if I lost you.
Any of you.
Just takes one.
To break my heart again.
Can a heart love this way?
More than once?
Obvious can.
Am I doing the right thing?
Things?
Marry me?
Yes...
Well, what about the others?
Marry me?
Now I don't know.
NOW I'm confused.
Am I doing the right thing?
Things?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow a nice lyrical poem! Enjoyable to read. When its someone's man then we do hav to b wary i guess. ;) pls do review my latest a hair poem.