I don't miss you anymore
the butterflies can't fly anymore
the stars aren't above your head anymore
say, where were you when I tried to reach you at that breaking point?
where were you when I was begging for help and you're the only one who knew?
I already forgot you
and that's what it remained;
a faint memory of you
YOU ARE READING
tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you
Poetryyou left, and tiny broken pieces and a faint memory of you is what's left of me. cover by @babyblue997
