i used to get over your love
by seeing you ,
but now i'm setting like a hostage
in the cell of our love
writing a letter to my lover
that won't be sent ,
and having a thought of you
that won't be said ,
and imagine a view
that won't be shown ,
and it hurts the way
that i can't believe
that i'm talking about you in the form of the past where you were my presence and future , you were my endless cure
and now that you're gone
i will stay broken in the pain of my fate .
YOU ARE READING
Dear You...
Poetryletters and feelings written in this book in the form of a blame or a little longing , feeling worried about a love story that didn't work and ended from the beginning hurt , but what hurts the most is waiting for someone that will never come back .
