Like stars in the night,
We shine, so bright, that we just
Burn out, wilt, and fade.
In response to Weekend Writing Prompt #157 found here
Experimenting With Creative Writing
Like stars in the night,
We shine, so bright, that we just
Burn out, wilt, and fade.
In response to Weekend Writing Prompt #157 found here
I’m not in love with you.
Paths may cross,
They may run parallel,
But eventually they part.
I’m not in love with you.
Although we collided,
We will be divided.
Its just that we are both heading South.
If we join forces, maybe we can find North.
Okay, so I’m in love with you.