Ask me, if I still care. My dear, thoughts for you are still spared. Ask me, if I still wait, every night, and then another. My dear, only my pillow, knows my tears. Ask me, if I still write about you. My dear, my words, my metaphors, all they speak of; is you. Ask me, if I talk to the moon. My dear, everday he tells me, stories about the shade of brown, that looks upon it, sometimes; just when I do. Ask me, anything and everything. I'll say it all, but not a word more. My dear, just don't ask me, if I Love you. Tell me, didn't you always know. . . . . . . . #theinnerstories #poems #poetrycommunity #wordporn #love #creativewriting #writersnetwork #life #worldwithoutstrangers #reader #wordgasm #potd #expressions