Late night talks..
We talk of forever..
Just her and I..
Someone else is constantly on her mind..
I've told her bout you..
Scared of what I'll do..
Scared, I might leave her high and dry..
I'm not that type of guy..
In my arms.. with a serious look..
she looks into my eyes..
asking me something I've never even thought of..
'Are you over her? '
I wanted her to feel safe.. secure when she is with me..
'Yes, I am... '
A lie....
'Are you sure? '
another lie....
'Yes...'
She kissed me.. smiling..
I looked at my phone.. remembering the past..
that night.. I fell asleep, thinking of you...
with her by my side..
this song just played over and over in my mind.. - 'Picture' by Kid rock...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is beautiful.. i hope its not a true story cuz that would be a very hard situation but a very good poem nonetheless.