Closing this old forgotten diary
I look out at the sunset so fiery
I feel light hues of scarlet fires
Over the sky in various attires
Oh caressed by your lost scent
Now I wonder what you meant
When you told me of your love
That you felt so free like a dove
I was naive to think it was me
Who drank you in a cup of tea
Walkin' around in an addiction
I forgot I was dreaming fiction
How could I have ever known
That I never had a right to own
Your love, affections and heart
For we were meant to fall apart
Your lips voiced a foreign name
I had my foolish heart to blame
I wish to have known so better
Cups of tea could only scatter
Desires and wrong expectation
I realised this at railway station
That hour, you left to meet her
I was suffocating in a rough fur
And to this hour, I silently fret
Over two cups of tea by..sunset
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Author's Note
Listening to 'Wildest Dreams' by Taylor Swift. I LOVE this song so much! ♥♡
This poem is just...silly. I don't feel well. I don't know why I wrote it. I hope you like it. :x
Much Love xX
Hazel *-*
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