This is a story that I have written in a complicated way. I created a character that tackles their experiences about what it feels about being ghosted by someone. It is a collection of poems that tells a story about how ghosting someone can affect t...
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September Poem by Vince Ylaya
I will face you again, in September, I will change myself so that I can't remember. I will do my best to be enough, even though my best made you go away because it's not enough.
September is the time my heart will break, but I will be there I will give you second chances. I love your dances, I will always be charmed to see your handsomeness.
September will come again and vanish again and again like a blur. I remember the last September, You made me cry, and it felt like forever. September will follow me all around like a lost memory.
Roses and forever, Time will fly, and I hope I will be able to face September with happiness and not sadness. September will come, September will vanish, September will arrive and vanish again. Memories in September will keep me reminded of the things you did to me when I was your lover. I will see these memories next year, and I will try to face them without fear.
I am here crying in my bed on the first day of September. September is full of bad memories of you and me. I am so blue. Remembering those sad memories. My heart is beating so loud, can't you hear me sobbing all around? September's following me all around like lost memories. Your T-shirt hanging on the cabinet, Remembering all the things you said. I am singing songs right now, and I think you know what's it about. We said I love you, We said I hate you.
I am remembering the day that was at a party, Memories of giving you chances. Loving your dances, Charming it is to see your handsomeness. I am turning off the lights, Closing my teary eyes.
On the first night of September, Roses and forever, We were lovers, I was in love with you, and it seems that it was all that mattered.
One night in September, you showed up, and I was there I gave you chances. Loved your dances, I was charmed to see your handsomeness. You taught me one of your dances. We were dancing under the lights, under the bright skies. We owned that night.
You gave me flowers on the 8th of September, You told me that we're gonna last forever, But you gave me pain 2 days later.
September was a definition of perfection, You didn't seem to mind my imperfections. It was perfect until you made an unwanted evolution. I wasn't happy that September, That day when you called me a notorious liar. There are no roses and forever this September.
