Another concept!
I loved you in March,
And in April was our start.
By May, you loved me in the same way.
But in June, you would no longer swoon.
Even when I proposed in July.
You said yes, and in August, we planned the guests.
But in September, you remembered him.
In October, you said it was over.
November I was left with the embers,
Of a fire we didn't build in December.
In January, I searched for a heart sanctuary.
But February still belongs to you.
YOU ARE READING
A Tangle of Hurt and Happiness - A collection of poetry
PoetryAs you all may know, I am not a poet. But when inspiration strikes, I write in whatever way it comes to me. I hope you guys enjoy!
