Your thoughts can be cold. Your words can hurt. You don't know how much... I keep feelings on hush. I've built up a wall... be it ever so tall... Never big enough... when you make me feel small. So you walk away... seems so easy for you. Seems like I have much... when I have so few. Though my shield is strong you're one who can break it. I shatter before you and realize I'm naked. I'm scared. Hope that you see inside me... and take care... of my broken heart. Don't just remind me! I trust you when you say... that you confide in me so I trust you not... to abuse my anxiety. Instead you jest... and this has reminded me.... of how alone you can be... in high society. When you're abandoned... the worlds so demanding. And I'm just misunderstood ...seeking understanding. Am I doing too much... when you say you want more? I tightened my grip... but you loosened yours. You put me second the second you're first. Every second hurts. You put me second, first.
I didn't know when a man shared his feelings, it would be considered "emo". *side eye*.Once again, Chill, I sincerely want to thank you for writing that poem for me. It was very sweet!
Well I enjoyed it very much! It is apparent Chill has a natural talent, so who cares if it's emo or romance or whatever? He did an amazing job! I quite enjoyed it and hope there's more to come! ?