X marks the spot,
Where we untie our knots.
Thought we'd hit the jackpot,
But we ended it and forgot.
We were both on a quest,
To find the long-lost treasure chest.
On the way there, we made a huge mess,
Being caring for each other and we became careless.
I gave everything,
All you gave me is hell.
So many stories to tell,
Ours doesn't have a happy ending.
Both of us got hit by a big wave,
Decided to go separate ways.
You found your shore,
While I'm here writing folklore.
The treasure that we are supposed to find,
Has always been there by our side.
How can we be so blind,
How our feelings tend to hide.
The destination we marked,
It is a route for breaking hearts.
A forgotten treasure of the century,
And the forgotten history of you and me,
It Will always linger like a tattoo kiss,
For the jackpot we missed.
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...
