she will never know…
all the sleepless nights…
all the tearless cries…
face down on the pillow…
smothered by sorrow…
missing her every minute…
he doesn't want her to know…
inside he shall keep it…
for another tomorrow…
she will never know…
all the sleepless nights…
all the tearless cries…
face down on the pillow…
smothered by sorrow…
missing her every minute…
he doesn't want her to know…
inside he shall keep it…
for another tomorrow…
April 19, 2006 at 3:55 am |
Wow I love your poem. It’s very powerful. It means a lot.
April 19, 2006 at 2:11 pm |
Thanks