I keep telling myself that he's long gone
But my heart won't even move on
What we had was taken away too quickly
A faded dream that never got the chance to reach me
What a useless dreamer
I truly believed that he was a keeper
There's nothing left to do but turn away
And paint a fake smile everyday.
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Drops of Poetry
PoetryDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
