What changed?
Was it something inside of you,
Or was it me who changed?
I can't wrap my head around
This distance that has emerged.
Was it raining when I texted you?
Was it too sunny?
Or was it just a bad day?
I try to find excuses for this desert between us,
Excuses for empty conversations,
Excuses for missing you.
I blame the weather,
The stars,
The birds,
But mostly I blame myself
For not being able to be the exception
On your bad day.
YOU ARE READING
Unedited - Spring
PoetryFrom my heart to you When all of my thoughts don't have any place to go, When I don't know what to feel anymore, I write about YOU. ***This is not a story, it's just poems I write without a lot of thinking, so sorry in advance for all of the mistake...
