Like shooting stars
I thought you were by far
the one for me,
but it seems that these thoughts are history
and that what once was
has ended because
of me.
Like a star you fell
and I tried to catch you well
with bare hands but failed
and when you died before me I wailed,
as my chance of a happy ending
disappeared.
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I Was She
Poesía[Complete] A series of poems and short stories tell the sad tale of a breakup, of rejection, and of finding new love. From losing her soulmate to learning to see the world from a different perspective, M.A. Rivers writes down every last feeling that...
