"Forgetting You Feels Like A Crime"
And then again my poem screams for you,
The lines are missing rhyme though.
Something just doesn't sit right,
for I no longer waits for you
Whenever I hear the sound of the wind chimes.What should I do, my sweet heim
Your voice now doesn't echo in my mind.
And as they call you, I cried
'Cause strangely I almost can't recognize
Your name, your face, your smile.
Our memories, too, are getting cold as ice.I shiver as I hold my breath,
Now terrified, my feet has lost its strength.
I fell down, I want to hide.
'Cause I'm forgetting you...
And it feels like a crime.🌻
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I Can't Go Home, Anymore.
Poetry"I canʼt go home anymore, so Iʼll just write you some letters and poems until you come to take me back home." 06.18.2024