she was a lore
written by beings unbeknownst to man
that the earth trembled in her sight;
the seas roared in voices never been heard before;
the bird sang songs that made the trees dance;
that every soul wanted to hear her story;
yet, no one dared to pick her up the ground
and scroll through her pages
until she faded into a blank space,
and forgotten in time
YOU ARE READING
to the girl I never loved
Poetryfor you whose heart deserves more than just to be a subject of this wretched poetry
