Tears, they fall one by one.
They disappear into the falling sun.
The sun, my heart. How it breaks.
I knew this love was but a mistake.
Was it love? Why do I ask!?
I don't think my heart is up for the task.
Do I dare care? Can I even speak!?
No matter.
It was always this way.
The lies that I say and how I turn away.
I might as well be running in a maze.
Honesty is better off leaving me stuck in a daze.
If so. Do not let me hope.
Refuse me. Hate me. Do what you must!
Just please... Leave me with good memories....
At the very least give me closure of your trust.
YOU ARE READING
For the people like me.
PuisiThese are words that are somewhat like poems. Most are sad and some are abstract. Other times it's just random questions or descriptions. I'll probably just put my feelings here, if I can call them that. It doesn't matter to me anymore who reads. En...
