I miss
The sounds
Simple
Tunk tunk
Beating
From my
Chest
I laid it
To rest
One day
I couldn't
Stand
The sensations
That vibrated
And shook
My core
I miss
The smell
Simple
Like pheromones
Drifiting
In the air
To my nose
I stopped it
When I knew
I'd never catch
A good man
A good friend
The truth
Came out
Much to harsh
I miss
Him
Simple
Boy
Who stole
My heart
And hide it
I tried to
Keep it
But I decided
He could see it
I was wrong
And he was wrong
We knew nothing
And now
I am nothing
To him
Without a heart
Categories:
tunk, life
Form: I do not know?