General · Writing

The Day is just a Day…

bright-heartThe day is just a day
For now I must forget,
It is all I can say.

But the day makes me weak,
People always ask so I smile,
Fake bright but too bleak.

I stare at their lego houses,
Watch them built on cards,
Rooftops scattered with roses.

This day is for lovers,
To be spent under cover,
For dreamers  not seekers.

For now alone I must sit,
Because my heart hasn’t found,
The one it will fit.

Helen x

 

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