I'm starting to get tired of writing about the same things over and over again. I've written about them so much, that i'm starting to wonder if it's even true anymore.
Anyways, here's a new poem written about the same things underneath. 'Vulnerable'
I want you to read between the lines,
see the 'unknown signs'.
I want you to see the meening,
of my 'unknown feelings'.
...
The words you said that day still echo clearly in my head
'I'm tired of loving you'
And it's the most caring
and sad
...
This is my turning point.
The day I will change
Is still far away.
But I realize,
...
You are my sun, my rain and also my snow.
You are all to me.
Do you give a shout to stop grief,
...