I can't remember what it felt to be.
I never knew what it was meant to be.
I just knew I was supposed to be there.
I guess I'll never know.
What was it, again?
What was the purpose?
You made me feel loved.
You made me feel love.
We weren't meant to be together.
But... I wrote about you.
Some little texts.
So I could always relive the moments we spent together.
Just like a broken cassette.
Just like a déjà vu.
Our pieces were scattered all throughout the world.
We were torn apart.
Just like a broken mirror.
Just like an atom bomb.
Oh, my dear.
Where have you been?
YOU ARE READING
Broken Cassette
PoetryI can't remember what it felt to be. I never knew what it was meant to be. I just knew I was supposed to be there. I guess I'll never know. What was it, again? What was the purpose? You made me feel loved. You made me feel love. We weren't meant to...
