Category : Poems
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Am I the only one who still doesn't sleep
At 4 in the morning?
Looking out the window
And thinking of their story.
I feel hurt and empty inside,
It hit me to much,
But I won't tell her anything about.
When I think that a new day has begun
Where I have to pretend
That nothing has happened,
With these eyes, like always, very tired.
I write on paper everything I would like
To say to her,
But I do not want to get her drunk
With my beautiful words.
It's 6 o'clock in the morning,
The cars hurry on the road,
But I stayed in the same place,
Reminding the way we drank our coffee before.
I can't lie, many things have changed,
But our room will remain always the same.
I didn't have the power to get
Your clothes out of the closet.
I still think you will come back from nowhere.
It was enough time when you were gone.
Every corner of the house reminds you,
Now this space is worthless,
Without the smell of your perfume.
Is anyone who has not been hurt in love?
To tells me how is to sleep peacefully
In the arms of your loved one.