i don't feel clever whenever i write;
my words never seem right,
and what i write, i don't revise.
i don't take my time on every line,
and the only thing i write about is what's on my mind.
with every poem,
i think of you,
finish one, then write another, because the last one didn't explain it through.
i don't think i'll ever stop loving you,
but love is turning into hate,
and that's something new
© catdimes