even though
my heart has
been broken
over and over
again, those
beautiful hazel
eyes of yours
managed to
make me place
the little
fragments of
what it used to
be in your hold.
and babe, I'll
be lying if I said
that I'm not
scared, for the
doubts are
scorching my
insides, like
burning poison
running in my
veins.
what if I wake
up late one
morning to find
crumbs scattered
on the floor of
my cold bedroom?
and with you no
where to be found,
I'm sure that it'll take
me a while to
realise that those
tiny things, that
look more like ash
to me, were once
pieces of my heart.
darling, I'm afraid
that one night,
you will walk away,
dragging the
hues that coloured
my world with you.
and trust me
when I say that
it is so hard, to
live amidst grey
when my eyes
have became
used to such
bright colours.
YOU ARE READING
Dried petals
Poetry"and I find myself tucking your smile in the space that lies between every letter .for babe , if I can't keep you by my side ,then I'll lock you in each poem these hands write down ."_Aya Highest rank #43 in poetry on 23/7/2017 .
