You were once the sun that shines upon me
Once the fish, I told myself never to set free.
You were once the sun to my flower,
I love you still when will I get over?
You're the melody to my music,
Now you're gone as quick as a magic.
Im broken, Im in deep
I can't hold you now, nor keep.
YOU ARE READING
CONFESSIONS
PoetryThe world is cruel, or maybe it is just her life that sucks // 2016
