Just as predicted,
nothing lasts long.
It was the same thing again,
the same with all men.
It was during summer
when all the heat rose.
Then the fights started.
We were so close-
so close to fighting,
so close to leaving.
Everything was a blur-
Its no longer me,
now you have a "her".
What happened to "us"?
To "happily ever after"?
What happened to you?
Where's our "forever"?
You keep on shouting.
I keep answering back.
My tears are about to fall.
Everything is now black.
I suppose the summer breeze
along with all the trees,
can't stop the situation
from being in motion.
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Ethereal Beings
PoetryA book of poems filled with everything I want to say. This contains my thoughts and feelings. "We are two ethereal beings- too perfect for this world. Love is an ethereal being- too perfect to exist." Highest rank #124 [August 2, 2017]
