I can feel it.
I can feel the cracks between
our once strong bond.
I can see the way your eyes don't shine,
and your mouth doesn't form a curve
when my name is mentioned in the room.
I can see the way your face doesn't light up,
the way you don't reach out to me anymore,
and the way you don't run to hug me.
Although you deny it,
although you don't say it,
although you say that you still love me,
I know that you, too, can feel it.
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Poems about Love
PoetryContains only poems, from the book- I thought you were mine (in the process of being written by me), and just poems about love. It contains letters, his povs, and just feelings of love. The poems are not in any particular order. I hope you like th...
