And then, I woke up in my school bus,
A bit disoriented, to say the least
I have been like that since you stepped down from the bus promising you'd show up the next day;
And now these days, its just me, the dust-collected seat and the promise you gave me.
and heartbreak too, sometimes when i pass by your street
Maybe this was the ghost of what we were, could have been;
Maybe this was the fate all along, the promise and the non-stop broken record that runs in my mind, "if you only been brave....."
Maybe it was all an illusion, and god do i wish it was at times, that this whole is a damn nightmare that I'm trying to shake awake from....
But hey, this is no no dream, and I am wide awake, living the nightmare daily...
2.5 years, 30 months, 912 days
I wouldn't say i regret it
I don't, not at all, not a bit of it
you'll be my "I know" when someone cries of heartbreak
maybe this is goodbye
maybe this is the end of it
so long, once a upon, the love of my life
so long to my once upon a love which gave me hope
so long to the memories
so long to the ache that i carried till now
so long to everything
so long to you and I.....
well...
this is goodbye i guess
well, i am still alive by the looks of it- O 0 O
enjoyyyyyy
Singing So Long London,
🎀Jewel🎀
YOU ARE READING
Someone; Someday...
Poetrythis is just some poems that i want someone to read someday and stare at a wall and re-think their life; like how some have done, though a lesser impact... VERY SHORT POEMS, LONG POEMS, ANYTHING THAT I DEEM A POEM WILL BE HERE!
