stones
inspired by dead poets society
i get it.
love hurts.
believe me, i know.
and what’s the point,
if it doesn’t last?
it probably is better,
to be alone.
but doesn’t your
hardened heart
ache?
i could help;
we could share
the weight.
honey lay your sorrow down
let your mind go free
i can bear the weight
learn to love from me





















