in the summer breeze
i think of all the things that i witnessed
some things worthwhile
some things unnecessary
remember the days...
when we were little?
i wanted nothing else but someone,
and a little freedom.
rainy days that passed
little kids were we
ran a little too fast
sweet children, but a little crazy
under the summer moon
i think back to the days
where many of you didn't want to stay
and i remained unseen
in a summer haze
i go over what could've been
lost in a daze,
i breathe in the heat surrounding me
and it turns my thoughts to ashes
if i were to go back?
i would never want and need to see you again.
YOU ARE READING
shadows over my love letter
Poetry:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:･ﾟ~ COMPLETED ~｡･★,｡･:*:･ﾟ "because when the world was ours, we couldn't find our hearts, and it led us to a lustful swan dance, and with our hands tied up we gave in to our nemesis." (from: shadows over my love letter) My little collecti...
