Who knew it could happen?
No cure available for
dying love.
Once the process starts
it can only finish,
leaving me to think,
Why?
What did I do wrong?
Our love almost near complete
Happiness.
And now this, emptiness, my heart forgetting you.
All I can do, all we can do,
is say goodbye and wait
for a new love to grow, with someone new,
only to die again, and again.
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Samy's Poetry
PoetryA little bit of poetry from this crazy mind of mine. Hope it helps you feel something. Maybe even think something. <3
