Why do I
Still think of you
Even when there's nothing left to hold?
Why do I
Still think of you
With your name being whispered
Whenever the wind blows?
Why do I
Still think of you
Like some sort of brainless fool
Waiting for her "Prince Charming"
To whisk her away to some land only in storybooks?
And maybe,
Just maybe,
There is no "Why Do I"
Because deep down
I already know
I still think of you
Only because
My heart will never
Be able to fully
Let you go
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sunflowers by the sea
PoetryThe book 'sunflowers by the sea' is a compilation of poems I have written. It is about the wonders over the hardships as well as complications of the human life, where the highs and the lows, the dos and the don'ts, as well as the desperate hopes of...
