You left,
And I learned how to wake up every morning not waiting for your calls
You left,
And I learned walking alone through these halls
You left,
And I learned how to save myself from drowning
You left,
And I learned how to smile without even knowing
You left,
And I learned how to forget the memories that keep on haunting me
You left,
And I learned how to be happy again
You left,
And I learned how to start my life all over again.
YOU ARE READING
All the feels
PoetryIf poetry means being close to your heart, I will let thousand of thoughts to tear myself apart. Just for you to hear every single word I want to say. Even if you don't deserve to be my first and last page. And maybe this is my habit, breaking my ow...
