I used to sing all my favorite songs in my head for you,
And I would sing lovely tunes aloud to soothe you too.
I visited beloved places I'll never see again,
And left empty spaces for others to fill with love and zen.
But now, everything feels transient and fleeting,
I can't remember lyrics or the paths worth repeating.
My heart has grown so cold,
I don't want to hear or see,
Those places and those songs that once meant so much to me.
YOU ARE READING
From The Pages of My Soul
PuisiA second book of elevated railway of my emotions. Episodes I never knew I could write. Series I was afraid to dive in with words. This is a collection of poetry and prose originally written by my heart.
