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A poem for an ex-girlfriend |
| On quiet nights why can't I sleep? Insomnia washes in and out. Thoughts of her I wish not to keep, My head is clouded with doubt. A quiet soul she never speaks, Yet a fire burns within. Love from others she never seeks, She yearns for me again. What failed me once will never be, I've wished so long to get away. As plain as day she'll never see, My feelings long have been at bay. Now I sit, awake at night, myself and only me. She yearns for me to see her plight, But somethings will never be. |