When I have so much to say, why am I unable to speak?
Why am I unable to write when I have so many ideas?
Why am I unable to sing while my heart is filled with music?
Why am I unable to dance while there is music playing?
Too many things are left unsaid.
Too many tasks remain unfinished.
Why cannot I and why cannot it be?
For all I know, this inside torment
sucked the joy out of my heart.
I miss you, but is this the pain?
Is this the cause of everything?
Listen to the pain in my heart.
I'm yearning for you and your touch.
Feeling your face and your lips
I miss your warm embrace and kisses.
When will the wait finally end?
as long as we were Apart
Oh! My Dearest Love,
I just wanted to let you know
That I'm missing you so much because
"My heart is breaking!"
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Odubo Ukam
I am a poet, I mix my words as much as I want to pass my heart out to my readers
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Comments (3)
"My heart is breaking!" Love is bittersweet never rosy🥺
Though bittersweet, love is a mystery... how the heart can yearn and speak without speech but has volumes to express, never seizes to amaze me.
Missing someone you no longer talk to hurts