The moment I told you I'd be moving to your city,
and you told me that we'd be closer in distance,
I saw flashes of a future.
A future where there was you and me;
a future of us.
But now I know,
it was a future that could not have been true.
We gave up before the future I saw
even had the possibility of coming true.
YOU ARE READING
Poems 'cause why not?
PoetryThese poems are supposed to be completely personal for only me and some for her, but why not share it? Surely, in some dimension, we all know how it feels to get our feelings toyed with, be strung along, be in pain, be happy at times too so... Here...
