No title
I guess that life’s a mystery. How we live so safe and barely live at all, we’re so focused on breathing and paying rent and getting good grades that our lives pass right by us. I guess it leaves us so fast that one day we’re playing with friends without a care in the world and the next we’re disappointed we even woke up. There’s days it can hurt to breathe, but to see your smile? Oh gosh, to see your smile it’s all worth it. To listen to your voice and hear your thoughts, the way your just happy even though it’s hard. You give life a new meaning and I guess it’s a good thing our paths crossed. I guess in a way you’re one of the reasons I’m excited for my future, but I can’t tell you. There’s no way I could. The only thing I can do is watch from from where I am, it’s hard but I’m doing it. You deserve better. And you’ll get it. With dreams like that? Oh, you’ll get it. And if I could tell you one thing it would be to never stop smiling, it’s worth it to smile through the pain and I’m so thankful that you do, it hurts sometimes to see the way you smile.
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.