Love doesn't exist
And on any other day I could've avoided you
Ran away from the fact that I could ever love someone like you
I knew deep down that you would leave like this but refused to tell myself that I'd be the one laying in confusion
I remember the first kiss you laid on my lips the under glow of the street lamps shining through the passenger window
I remember your hand pressed lightly against my cheek
And in the moment I knew I was clay in your hand and through the sculpting of your piece it would be destroyed when August burned through my coronas as summer slowly came to a hault.
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Poems and Stories For When Your Lost In Life
PoetryA collection of what it feels like to be lost or to lose something or someone who made life beautiful. Followed by the journey to forgiveness or self guidance. Though in some cases both endings may not be attainable.
