love letters; like suicide notes to the devil
love letters; my heart scrribled in pen
love letters; thrown away without being read
my heart aches for you to just know
and understand
just how much you mean to me
how much i need you
when we meet
my breath slows
when we touch
my body crumbles
but youll never know of all these things
because
im not good enough
and never will be.
your face, like a god,
your voice soft and smooth
wishing you would wisper to me
lay my head on your chest
and tell me you love me too
my love letters you never read
lay wasted on the ground
youll never know all these thing
i feel for you...
my love letters, my heart,
are nothing more than just
a piece of torn up paper
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
their they sadly lay... upon the torn up ground.. whose heart he held... her fingers ran away...iip