Without here you,
I have no one to share
My secrets with.

No one to brush the
Hair away from my eyes
When I cry.

No one to cross the stars
With every night.

Without you here,
I have to pretend.

Pretend that I am alright,
With a smile and laugh
That doesn’t belong to me.

But, I’m just the broken one
With an aching heart,
And flowers in her hair.

The one that would never
Walk away.

If only you asked.
If only you were here.

Art: Courtney Knowles, Death & Bloom Art


Published by Kim V Poetry

I've always had a passion for writing. In this crazy world that we live in, I find my solace in made up words and make believe stories. Let's escape into the void and forget about it all just for a moment or two.

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