Title: Days
by Rachel from London | in writing, poetry
Day after day I suffer,
Taunted by his smile, lured by his laughter.
Day after day, I swim through sorrow,
I see him once, but think of him my whole life after.
But to love is nothing,
To be loved is everything, the one you love to kiss,
So God, tell me, if you're up there,
Why give me a life like this?
Listening to my best mate tell me about her boy problems =)
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