i used to see you
as the one who'd save the world
but now all i see
is you leaving without a word
i used to see you
as the one who could fix me
but now all i see
is you taking away my poetry
i used to see you
as the one who rose the sun
but now all i see
is the sunset you left undone
i used to see you
as the one who loved me
but now you're gone
and all i have left to see
is the memory of who you used
to be.
YOU ARE READING
blue poems
Poetrymelancholia comes and goes, and leaves words behind. I left them here, for you to read.
