Leaning on air...

Love...disappearing

I lean my head on your shoulder,

To find I lean on air,

I look up,

Too see you walked away,

To the other girl,

I stand up and turned away,

I leave on of my hands down,

So,

If you need too,

You run back too me,

And take my hand and pull me too you,

I lean my head on your shoulder,

To find I am leaning on air.

 

Reviews

[reca-becca]

Awsome poem Weaza! I do that sometimes too! Sometimes for the same reason in this poem, but most of the time its becase I just got out of Mrs. Falosas class... Hahahahahahahahahahaa! ha ha! kepp it up!
love,
becca!

[Ali]

I like this, it's really sweet and easy to relate to. Nice work :P