do you remember that day?
'cause i can't seem to forget it
under the sky i lay
trying to admit
i can't forget how you grabbed my hand
telling me not to quit
taking me into another land
whispering 'the moon is beautiful,isn't it?'
or when we were walking in the park
laughing about the kids
and you gently kissed me in the dark
oh tell me,please
how could all of them be lies?
and how could i fall for it?
you didn't even apologise
for my soul that's ruined
i am trying to admit
i have to
you already quit
and i have to let you go
YOU ARE READING
the art of life
Poetryfalling in love is like becoming a new person. everything seems either beautiful or ugly. or all of it. because love can make you feel both.
