And when I wanted to pour my heart out,
I found myself alone.
I sat in the stairs waiting,
but as time revealed your absence,
this place stop feeling like home.
I confused you for every person passing by.
I really wanted a last goodbye.
Now I'm left to believe that things happen for a reason,
but I'm so far from understanding why.
I guess I'm easy to forget.
Though it's confounding that even after all of this, meeting you is something I know I'll never regret.
(P.S, this concludes the end of my book)
YOU ARE READING
THE UNREQUITED WORDS OF A LOVER.
PoesíaThe inner feelings of a nostalgic lover transformed into poems. "He was never mine, but losing him broke my heart." Cover by: @FadingLyrics
