Why did you leave my hand?
We took a Polaroid of us where we always used to stand.Why did you let our love drift away?
Did you move on and forget where we used to lay?Why did you show me that you care?
I swear without you i can't breathe it's like im the only one without air.Why did you kiss me that day?
My heart collapsed as my cigarette burned the words i wanted to say.Why did you leave me early?
Isnt our love something special? it was something rarely.Why did you spend your night texting me?
And now im chasing you, wanting you to know the things you couldn't see.Why did you smile every time you heard my laugh?
My heart is shattered into pieces and my mind is cut in half.Why did you show me that love?
At 4a.m i sit and hold the pen to get rid of.Why did you come back after all that time?
All i needed was a word to describe my feelings but it didnt rhyme.
YOU ARE READING
Poems.
شِعرI believe, writing is artistic. Every time you hold a pen, you make art with the ink in that pen, a beautiful drawing. Writing can express a lot, more than you can imagine. Without writing our existences are meaningless. So everyone should take the...