A memorial to someone I never should have known.
So many things to say about you-
No, sorry, they should be said to you.
But I can't say them to you, can I?
Because, for all those people reading this who don't care for more than the colour of the sky, you left.
You, someone I never should've known,
Someone I never should've loved
Did the one thing you promised you would never.
So many things to say and so many people who don't care for more than the temperature of their coffee.
I'm not quite sure where to begin
Or I suppose I already have begun
So where to go from here.
But that's what I'm trying to figure out, isn't it?
Where to go
How to fill that hole you left.
And that's just it
You- after promising and promising you wouldn't-
Left.
YOU ARE READING
Slick Depression
RandomI pour my heart and soul into you. I give you my time. My money. My love. My trust- something I don't give freely And I'm still not enough. **gets better as you go, I promise** Inspired by @revengeavenue Self Restoration. Amazing poems in there...
