If it was meant to happen
It would have happened
If it is meant to happen
It will
If not
You are lost to my thoughts
A beautiful memory
A wonderfull fantasy
Empty promises and late night calls
Conversations and inside jokes
To cleared chats
And blocked contacts
I'm lying if I say
That I won't miss you every day
That I'm not gonna think about you
That my heart doesn't care anymore
Because I once told you
That my heart is a funny thing
Once you enter
There is no exit
And the burden
Its not yours to carry
Its mine
My eternal pain
My eternal punishment
For loving so deeply
For caring so much
Damn I hate you,
But only because I care
{ 2017 }
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Black And White
PoesieSeeing a Black And White world is a form of naiveté. A beautifully, chaotic way of seeing a world covered in nothing but grey.
