She was the only part of me that matters
Face close to an angel
Better if not
She was a demon
Face like an angel
And she have not fall that far as I did
We cannot be seen
We are forced to be convinced
Still would not let go
She promised
Pure as ever
Saint like an angel
Lie to me
She let go
I messed up
Stupid and uncalled for
I was sorry
How do you stand up and laugh
As the greatest thing that is a part of you just walked away
Disappearing in your despair
You falling in an empty bed
As you start to compare the coldness you feel and the heat you need
Two soul belong together losing each other
Finding a way
To make it back without any broken bones
They will find each other
She will remember
I will miss her sweet scent
She will be home
YOU ARE READING
Butterfly Effect
Poetrythis is a story to tell my ups and downs adventure I go with you, my love.
