I hear a name
He calls out again
Just a letter
That's the most I can hear
I search around
For him
Again he calls
And I stumble forward
'A' that's the letter I hear
My footsteps quicken
Forward I walk
His melodious voice rings through the air for the third time
Now my heart stops
It isn't my name that he calls
'A' was just another letter amongst it
My steps turn
Backwards into the darkness
Where I am meant to belong
For he's never going to see me for who I am
For he's always going to be oblivious to my presence
These thoughts somehow cracking my heart open
Leaving it in two pieces
One that belongs to me
The other that'll always belong to him...
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Golden Hues
PoetryI've come to realise that I can express my emotions through words better than actions, be it anger or love, joy or sadness. I am not sure if everyone would be able to relate to my poems but even if it touches you in any tiny way possible, I'm glad I...
