dazed eyes looking out for abrupt rendezvous,
blank thoughts filtered from forsaken self grandeur,
bare love travesty,
i was a fool to think you'd ever love me.
i absent mindedly invested myself
on your lavish yearning passion,
i pathetically watch as the sun left the horizon,
as i thought of you,
of how it felt to not feel you anymore,
of how you brought me many sunsets that i forgot about the dawn
and how it enthralls me much more than sundown.
but i still look for you,
on each and every sunset of everyday.
YOU ARE READING
Skyless constellations
Poetrya compilation of anything; the things that my mind and pen nudges me to put into paper. read if you have time to spare
