Goodnight
Tell me, what's my name, my dear?
Who is it that you see?
You say if I need to talk you're here.
So friendly you can be.
You don't know that you break my heart
Every time you say a word.
The craft of pain, a careful art.
I deeply feel disturbed.
You don't mean to be all I want,
But still that's what you are.
Your love is like the perfect font,
Too high you've set the bar.
I love you, goodnight
Copyright © Isaac Heintzelman | Year Posted 2024
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