Remember those days, far so long
When we used to sit together, all alone.
I wonder if we could make a song
Until the day you turned me into stone.
You cared, protect, and gave me happiness
You held me like there was nothingness.
We sat, we flew, and made the impossible
But now, why does it have to be memorable?
I tried to erase it but I just can't
The mark you gave me was never clean
It's not just me, no, not my the thing I don't want
But I couldn't care less that you were mean
YOU ARE READING
Poem Collections
PoetryJust my collections of poems... Feel free to read and copy though... But please, at least acknowledge me in those poems =^-^= Ideas? Suggestions? Please approach me by commenting or messaging me and I'll try to create or add your own poem =^-^=
