The water droplets patter on the concrete
As your baby blues cross my mind.My aching heart struggles to keep it's beat
While my love is failing to bind.I wish so bad to get over you!
To see a picture of you and not want to cry.My favorite color is not even blue.
Yet I'd pick this shade over any, I cannot lie.~a poem by Elizabeth Kay on being in love~
A/N~
This poem may or may not be about the guy I may or may not have been in love with for five years. I don't wanna talk about it 🤣😅
I know I said I am going on hiatus, but I hope to at least update my poetry book from time to time. Right now, I'm putting up some poems I haven't published yet but are already done. Let me know your thoughts, I kind of like this one 💕
PS: That picture is of my horse, Puppy! 🥰
-Eli 💚🐁
ESTÁS LEYENDO
What's Not Said | ✔
PoesíaA book full of poems on things that are just never said. *All photos seen in this book, including the cover, were photos taken by me~ Elizabeth Kay ~using my cellphone*