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To my small amount of followers. Do you guys want me to post one of my poems every day or maybe once a week?

You brought me up back on my feet.
We started to love for the first time.
Then I realized you weren’t right.
So I left with wet eyes.
I came back up.
Knowing my mistakes and you gave me another chance.
We loved once again.
And we were perfect.
Until one night the thirst of the devil came and took our love.
And now were separated.
Now I am down.
If only I could get back up on my feet again.
And we could both back up.
To a new start.

It’s quiet with me and my heart.
I think about things that I love.
I wonder about how things will fall in the future.
3 things happened to me.
One was a blessing. It doesn’t love me.
Another is a curse. It showed love but didn’t mean it.
The last means it. But doesn’t show it.
I’m lonely without these things now.
Maybe.
One day I will have something that will make this life lovable.
Until then, I will continue to wake up every morning wondering why I’m here.
Maybe one day I will wake up with a smile on my face.
And another one next to me.
One day it will be perfect.
One day.

I miss her
A friend I had which I will regain
The joy she holds is hard to open up
But when it is, it’s perfect.
Hair like an angel and eyes like honey.
I am confused of what to say when I talk to her
But I know she knows that I try
I will see her soon and ill be happy once more.
Once more will I find peace in all the fake happiness I show to everyone around me.
I will see her.
Ill show her that I care for her
She might not believe it at first
But she will be convinced
She’s amazing
She’s beautiful
She’s Cameron

I told you my mistakes.
I have never lied to you.
I told you everything there is.
You promised to keep them safe in your heart.
You were so sweet and loving.
We fell apart fast.
I loved you.
I told you the truth.
You used it all against me.
I told you I fixed my mistakes.
But I’m a liar.

Life is something to live for.
It is a mess that is hard to clean up.
I live it alone but I live it with thoughts of love.
The love of a perfect girl.
This girl, she is life.
Life is for living.
Life is so lovable, so easily loved but I give it the most.
I don’t want to live it alone but it is Gods plan.
In the end, when I will perish.
There will be only me and life.
Life is her.
There will be only love.