Oh honey
You think this blog
Is a way for me to gain
Exposure and notoriety
For monetary gain
But oh my love
Look at my stats
And see it’s just you
Looking at me
Reading the words
That finally come to me
In my hours of grief and despair
As I cry and tears come
So fast down my face and chin
As I try and process
The world inside my head
Oh my dear
This is my diary
This is me screaming
But with less force
These are the silent whispers
I wish I could tell you
When we lay so close
But I fear not ruin the very few
Happy and free moments I have with you
Because time and life is too precious
Time with you was so precious
Was
Was
Was
So precious
I’ll get used to those words one day
But for now
I sit here
And I cry
And I laugh
At your ridiculous accusations
And feel more alone than I did
Before you entered my life again
Poetry Witch 