We all,
Have our,
Moments.
Each and every new moment,
Are new memories.
Some,
I would rather get rid of,
Then keep.
Each have their own special emotion.
Sadness,
from our fighting.
Happiness,
from our laughter.
Stress,
From the little moments,
I think I'm going to lose you.
Moments,
They only last for a while,
and then,
They leave you.
It's like this game,
But,
They don't get a choice.
YOU ARE READING
It's Just Us
PoetryThe ups, the downs, the good days, and the bad. What's the use of a relationship book if you only say the good things? Hate to break it to ya, love is painful just as much as it is amazing.
