I threw us away
One day
On a whim
Lost
Confused
Without a clue
Didn't know what to do with you
Don't know what to do without you
Now I carry
My thought of you
My sorrow
My love
My first
My only
My past
My regret
Every feeling
Molded by those you gave me
You've gone
You're right here
You never left
But tell me
Where am I?
YOU ARE READING
Poetic Life
PoésieBecause poetry has an ability to touch our souls, hearts, and minds, it shapes our lives. This is my poetry, and it has shaped my life, and my thinking, and now I am sharing it with you.
