Invisible our future is to your eyes.
So many reasons we aren't right.
How do you grieve someone you still see around?
How do you let loose the butterflies
that won't let you see the truth?
You walked through my broken glass.
You made my darkness a light.
Creating wonder from insanity,
creating feelings from my fantasy.
Am I wrong to believe
that we could be a new kind of love
the world has never seen?
Or are we just an unfinished song
nobody will ever listen to?
Just forgotten memories.
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PoetryA collection of poems; unrequited love, the meaning of life, healing, and more.