I thought/Wrote of this in April at school so i posted it on because i'm able to get on that at school. I've been meaning to put it up and i'm absoultley bored so...! A poem on how i think/Wish Ziva was thinking about her past with Tony.
The Truth
He Succeded. He Broke My Heart.
He went and acted like he loved her and finally did.
We'll never be the same i have moved on but part of me still loves him.
I think i do Still Completely Love him.
Im trapped here in this room I have been forever.
I am ready to die.
But I wish he would know I love Him and if anyone He would save me.