I said I missed you, but you never said it back. When I said I hated you, you never said it back. It hurts to know how it feels without saying, "I love you back."
I felt something strange.
The world seems to have stopped.
In the midst of nowhere, I'm by myself.
I couldn't stop
Really, we're done.
Things don't turn out as we had hoped.
It disappeared.
like one swift snap
The exquisite artwork
something I created
not to be found
Any longer
Can't blame
Tell me I'm not lame
All that remarks me
Are all gone in flame
You're not the only one in pain
It's all choked up here in my brain
Forget me now
And I will
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PoesíaWhen a good story is reduced to a melodies or memory It sounds good, but it pinches sometimes. We find out how to love and be loved. We both give and take. We give and take. This is based on how I felt at that time. Putting it down in writing makes...
