When all is quiet and the world's asleep
I think of things in my mind's keep.
I remember you and how I was,
The happiness quite like a buzz.
I picture us just lying there
With your hand wrapped in my hair
And how you used to make me laugh,
But now we're on a separate path.
It seems to be just like a dream
The memories now just a gleam
And now I wonder if I'll be
As happy as my memory.
I know that I will always miss
The feeling of your softest kiss.
The warmth of you that is now gone
And all that's left is to move on.
YOU ARE READING
Inside my Head
PoetrySad poetry to make you cry. This deals with negative self-image, depression, hurt, loss and anything else that involves heartache in general.
