I'm here alone again,
Nothing special cause I'm just a friend.
I can't complain; she was your girlfriend.
I miss hanging out with you on the weekends.
Do you remember when you're still one call away?
Do you remember when we used to talk all day?
I miss these memories,
I wish I could spend one more day with ya.
We used to be happy,
And now you act like you didn't even know me.
It's such a shame that we made a lot of history,
But you decided to throw them away,
Like the photos on your gallery.
YOU ARE READING
elegies: from the diary
PoetryI turned my diary into a bunch of poetry-a set of poetry and songs for the person who was important to me. Sometimes in life, we meet a person who would re-write our future and include them in it. A perfectly well-done story that you both are writin...
