Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
Read • Contests • Groups • Learn • Forums • Store • Help
 

Hopeless

It was the lonely thought
shivering cold in my love-hungry mind
that you might call to me,
                      lust for me,
                      long for me,
                      yearn for me,
needing my voice before
our clocks strike midnight lonely.

                            Then again, I always have
                                          been a hopeless romantic.

                            Then again, you were
                                          probably with her.

Author notes

27/100

    : , Your review:

    Comment Suggestion: What is your your first impression?
    • Line numbers  • Invite them to read
    : no Cost: 0 free left 0 points, You have (?)