Note to readers: While writing this poem, I was on Facebook, travelling down my wall. I took a few bits and peices from each status as I went down, and this poem was created. (Of course I had to do some minor tweaks to make it all fit, but they were minor, I assure you.)
Could you say goodbye to yesterday?
It's been years.
You look like a mistake.
It got cold outside, and in.
I am feeling honest right now,
so one two three go.
Yes, I do miss you.
If you don't agree,
thats fine.
But I wish life was like playing with legos
you make a mistake and can start over.
What's your side of the story?
Relaxed at last?
Heavy heart now a weightless cloud?
Need to start talking to new people?
You may be my friend,
But your claims and excuses
hang themselves at night.
I cried myself to sleep.
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Whimsical Nights
PoetryThis is the introduction to the series of poems 'Whimsical Nights'. This is my current project, and I will be adding to it periodically. When I first thought of this new series, I realized I needed a name. Oftentimes, names can be the difference bet...
