I could not say
anything to you
anymore ,
After all the things
we enjoyed doing ,
You left
me hanging
in the air .
Am I something
to you ?
Or I'm just
nothing into
your eyes .
What hope
did I
believed
on ,
When
you
took
my
hand
when
I was
sad and
alone .
What
hope
should
I wait ?
If
you
were
the
only
one
who
helped
me
move on?
What
eyes
should
I like ?
I
was
sure
it
was
the
emerald
eyes .
But
when
you
came
into
my
life ,
I had
learned
to
like
brown eyes .
Especially
the
brown
eyes
that
you
had .
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Words Left Unspoken
PoesíaFeelings, emotions and thoughts running in my mind; imagining things would be fine. Love, hate, forgiveness and pain; are the perfect things to be found inside this book of words left unspoken. ------------- A copyright @pikachooseme All rights res...
