they ones told me that
in order to forget I must bury all
the things that reminds me of you
so i buried the sweater that we bought
and all the pictures that we took
I burried all the material things
but you're still in my thoughts
because everytime I look at my hand
I remember you holding it
everytime I see the refelection of my eyes
I remember you looking at me
everytime I touch my lips
I remember you kissing me
and everytime I turn off the lights
I can feel you watching me
so I decided to bury myself to the ground
and forget that you once said that you love me.
YOU ARE READING
A Tiny Love
PoetryI wonder what will happen if one day you'll find someone that will mean a world to you, would I stop or would I still write about you- or mayber I'll write about her too. - A Tiny Love: Short Poems [her] Compilation of my self written short poe...
