as the birds sing,
the wind blows through my hairfall is my favorite season,
no one will ever be like us,
i wanted us to go all the way,
but something in the middle came between us,
you were there because i needed you during that time,
when your job was done,it was your time to go,
you and i,
the moon that needed the light to shine in the night,
the stars to light up the skyi thought you were my forever,
so i didn't think i needed anyone elseyou and i,
something i will always remember,
you and i,
something i wish could have finished the way it did in my head
YOU ARE READING
jar of hearts (a poetry story)
Poetrywho do you think you are? running around with a jar of hearts?