I reckon she knows that my world revolves around her
She knows that I wait each day just to see her again,
to feel her warmth.
And I reckon she knows that when she leaves she takes with her at least a few shreds of my happiness.
I can’t get it back,
that happiness, it simply can’t be found anywhere else, as much as I try
and she leaves for months on end
teasing me with a fleeting visit every now and then.
Still
I must wait
for the Sun to appear again.
~Teya S
Poetry for me is another creative outlet. It allows me to express feelings in a way that makes them easier to feel and it’s not something I’ve ever shared before – except with those closest to me. If you’ve read this far then please let me know if my writing resonates and what you think of it.
You’ve read a little piece of my soul, so let me have a little piece of your mind :))
Thank you!
