You know what hurts?
When you realize that it's not just your favourite person that's gone,
But also the favourite song
suggested by them,
The comfort food you used to have together,
The starry nights you used to watch together.
It's not just the favourite person that's gone,
But their fragments too,
The good memories,
You thought would remain
only between you two.
YOU ARE READING
Words yet to be discovered
PoetryI used to think I cannot write during the day, but now I've got words, I'm forbidden to say.
