You found me grasping for air,
Running in circles, and never get tired.
You stood there...
watching me get a hold of the same old feeling,
I used to tell you since the very beginning.
I knew it was never fair from the start,
We are losing but I didn't mind.
You offered your whole self,
but I only let you taste a part
I thought I was, but at the very least, fine.
Still running in circles, but this time
I let you in, and you said it was fine
It was sweet and bitter like a bottle of wine
But I knew we are losing it in my mind.
You've given me your deeds,
it was full of comfort and harmony
Yet I chose to believe otherwise
I've given you my words-dull, dreary, and weary
And it only took you a second to cognize.
It still occurs in me, how I was terrified,
To feel the same torment in my heart
Yet, all I did was consumed everything
left you grasping for air-scuffling
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Summer Untold
PoetryA collection of unsent poetries/ letters. Based on Author's rollercoaster love experience.