Millions and millions of
loads of dopamine have
flowed and rushed
through my boy crazy brain.
It magnificently flows
and spreads through my
veins and to my
cold, preserved, hollow
heart.
The heart that keeps
me guarded and on
a constant defense.
The heart that is so
hard to tame and hold.
Through the tons
and the many
people that my
heart has crushed on,
only one has held it.
But the one who once
held my heart no longer
persists.
So I look on for the next
holder of my desolate
heart, hoping for them
to bring me their light.
I crave their light, their
confidence, their
brilliance, their love.
So until that day comes
I shall anxiously anticipate
my next love through
day and night and
dawn and dusk.
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Roman Davis
just trying to figure things out.
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