I knew i would lose you,
All the neverending stories of life,
That we would share in the wee hours of the morning,
I won't have that nomore,
I knew i would miss you,
The scent of your sweet perfume,
Lingering around the warm fresh air,
As i stood outside your house,
I won't have that nomore,
I knew i'd yearn to have you again,
Because everything that we once had,
Were honesly perfect,
Every hour,
Every minute,
Every second,
I knew that i don't want to let go of you,
but you have your reasons,
I would just have to move on,
And think of us as a beautiful lesson,
Because of you,
I learned how to laugh,
I learned how to cry,
But i'm truthfully not sure,
Whether i am really able,
To say goodbye.
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Poetry of love & life
PoetryThese are my real life experiences which I hope all my readers could relate to. It might seem like I write sad poetry but in all honesty, I don't. I just can't think of or rather remember a happy one. I hope you readers could relate to my story as y...
