Poems from Campopoy
I should have known.
My heart never fails to end with an empty feeling.
Why must I torture myself?
Pushing these confusing feelings away,...
Love IS a roller coaster.
It feels dangerous,
The paranoia and confusion of how she feels,
Yet it takes you to new heights.
Never failing...
The incapability of writing,
On par with the emotionless feeling
Of seeing your (once) loved one,
Loving someone new.
The unbearable pain...