When I met you
All was blue
All was red
All was true.
When I lost you
All was gray
All was black
All was lies.
Truth never meant much
Than the last words
You had for me:
I don't love you.
But all I say was:
Why?
YOU ARE READING
memories of love | Poetry ✔️
PoetryModern poetry based on love Some thoughts out of my head Isn't love all we had? _________ 📖 Enjoy reading. 📖 Cover done with Canva _________ #21 feel (20.06.2021 - Day 2) #131 thought (01.09.21)
