I created you countries out of black and white
I made you worlds out of ink and paper
I built you palaces out of paragraphs
I imagined you cities of words
I created you lands with metaphors
I made you towns out of text
I built you your private creations
I imagined perfect, correct.
I thought that this would show you my love
I thought that maybe you loved me as much as
I loved you, but if you truly loved me
why did you let me go
you didn't even try to hold on
you gave in to the wishes of others
you let me go
I didn't try to hold on
I gave in to please you
I let you go
I can't let you go.
YOU ARE READING
Pulvis et Umbra
Poetrywe write our stories on the silver black clear canvasses of our lives these are my stories i build them so you can relate and perhaps we won't be so alone *** "I really love these poems. They help me find myself in worlds where there is no one lef...
