How do you boldly confess that you’ll give me some thing like love, when all that I asked for was love.
How do you not see that you’re falling short? I effortlessly give you all of me, my stars & moons, only to get empty spaces in return.
Falling Short
Published by Lotus
I am not a Poet, however, I express myself poetically. I am not a student, but I am studying Financial and Information Systems. I am not a daughter, I am being, who was birthed out of a women's womb, and I happen to love her so much. I am not a sister, I just happened to come out the same womb which onced hosted a soul that now means everything to me. I am not a friend, I am an individual who chooses to let endless hours pass whilst spending presious moments with people I now love. Point is, I'm trying to discover who I am and not what or who I am associated with. One thing I am certain of regarding me, is that I AM HAPPY! View more posts
