You got me doing circles
Rising and falling like your chest
But is that your breath on my neck?
You got me dreaming
Reminiscing about the old times
Were you the one that made me cry?
You stopped and told me bye
Bye bye bye bye
You stopped to make me cry
Cry cry
But now I'm asking why
Why
Why why
You're just a ghost now
I put you in the past
But now I'm being haunted
You keep coming back
But what am I supposed to say now
You already left
And I can't go back
I can't
But I still feel your breath
YOU ARE READING
Metanoia
PoesiaMetanoia: [Noun] Change in one's way of life resulting from penitence or spiritual conversion. Poems, songs, and the occasional letter.
