What an innocent man
He didn't even know what he had done
He is even stupid and dumb
What a fool I have dumped
But why do I feel empty?
I dumped you but I'm hurting truly
Why do I miss you?
Why did I regret this too?
Why do I feel this way?
I've always missed you when you're away
Why do I miss your presence
I doubt it's because of your undying innocence
YOU ARE READING
POIESIS ✔
PoetryPoiesis - a variant greek term derived to form the term POETRY. √ A compilation of self written poems and poetry √
