I wrote this poem a couple minutes ago... from my poem you may be able to tell that i am depressed... but let me know what you think and how you interpreted it!
Hand in Hand
Never knowing, never feeling, never seeing.
This new thing called "love".
New, everything it seemed, when oureyes first met, I thought it was the word I had heard and never felt, I had longed for and never seen.
Yes, this is love. I know it must be.
An unheard feeling, an unseen truth.
Now together we stand hand in hand.
But now, as we stand, no longer holding on, our lives forever changed, we no longer hold the secret of our love.
So today we are going back to the start, our lives far apart.
My secret love for you now changed to a tear, softly and slowly rolling down my cheek.
Because now we go, seperate ways.
No longer, hand in hand.