YOU

By: DE'ANJUNAE LAQUANDRA SHAW

When i'm alone
on my bed
i think of you
and it makes me sad
to think of the things
that had to end
i wish i could do
those things again
when you held me close
and touched my skin
and told me things that
i wanted to hear
it makes me mad
i want to shout
but all i have left is
love of the doubt