Waking to thunder
if we might imagine such a setting
where tears ran down windows
covering sweet discretion.
When once an exploration
in passion, a sensual sojourn
left now with one pining
another shows expression of deceit
When our lives began as one
a shared philosophy of desire
eyes that swept the world away
so our lives might find forever
Yet the sun peeks through reality
no longer might love be kind.
Sometimes writing poems let's me forget about the huge sums of debt I'm accumulating while at college
"To be loved and love at the highest count, means to lose all the things I can't live without. Let it be known that I will choose to lose, it's a sacrifice, but I can't live a lie" -Adele-
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