AntiqueHearts
thoughts of you
plague me
constantly
you never leave my head
not once
all day
you're always there
reminding me how you're not
mine
and honestly
it makes me want you all the more
i can't lie
about my own personal
plague
you were always there for me
silent and unwavering
you were like a guard
in London streets
silent and unwavering
you were like a weeping willow
under which i use to sit
silent and unwavering
but always listening.