ArtemisSilverLeaf

I don't know how to feel. Times I am mad at you and others I forget everything. At time I cry myself to sleep dreaming wishful dreams, that one day you will see how much I care for you. I don't know how to tell you. That at times I can feel your hands holding me close to your chest and your heart beating like a bass drum. I watch the time slowly tick by, and hope you are thinking of me like I am of you right now. At times I get mad and cry silent tears, in hope you could hear them. I just don't know about us anymore.