what mess i had made?

what mess i had made?

when i reached out for you every night,
when i prayed to God you would think of me too,
when i lost everything even myself just to be with you,
when i talked about you with sweet beams and affection,
when i forgot suddenly of who i was supposed to be,
 when i miss you seconds after you got lost in my sight,
when i was eager of the chances of us being together,
when i was longing desperately with the taste of your lips,
when i was begging for you to swear not to leave me behind,
when i turned myself into chaos just to go near to you,
when i hoped your love was as vast as the galaxies i see in your eyes every time you look at me,
what mess i had made?

Author's Note

This is a product of my late night thoughts. I know it's not that catchy because I'm still trying to practice my writing skills but I hope you'd enjoy this one!

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Very nice flow of thoughts. I like the struggle and the mass confusion in the words. Thank you Dhes for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote