Writers Block Writers BlockWriters Block by Bradhatter
I cannot think tonight, my dear.
You've filled my mind with thoughts, I fear.
But soon the moon will rise up high,
and with it thoughts of you will die.
But sadly I jest, my dearest blue.
My mind is always filled with thoughts of you.
I chuckle and hope to move on one day,
But from you my mind will never stray.
It's sad to think of where we are,
of feelings past and memories scar.
The markers, the love, and everything dear,
its swallowed into the depths I fear.
I wish that I could be the one,
who strolls with you into the sun.
I wish that I could be your voice,
but my dearest now, I give no choice.
Listen well and listen close,
for your life is good, your health i toast.
I wish you well, and now I cry-
as you go on, my heart must die.
[[Dedicated to a very ... amazing person]]