Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

crying alone
is the only true
love sick poem

every gesture
in words
is a lie

even (especially) this

i want to wake up
from this dream

you
who have not met her
can live

without her

but i
who have known her
and loved her
and been loved by her
and been hated
by her

cannot

Long story, but I can relate to these words well. Beautifully succinct poem.

Red