I sit here watching,
the horizon passing by.
I know we're not pass
stage two,
but I like you.
Silence is all I hear lately,
what all could we be?
But relationships are a
two way street.
Something needs to change;
I'm traveling with a
one way ticket,
down a two way lane.
YOU ARE READING
Lullabies in the Dark
PoetryJust a lot of my poems from some of my early-late teen years and maybe a couple will be added from the present.