I dreamt about you last night
and I remember
you told your friends
that I don't like you anymore.
That's when I yelled
saying that I still do,
(I don't know why,
it was crazy and stupid,
but I do.)
You didn't hear me though
didn't you?
That's when I woke up
realizing that maybe
that'll be the only time
you'll ever think of me
with her running on your mind
all the single time.
YOU ARE READING
Shadow
Poetry❝He was her sun, who turned her into a shadow.❞ Where I write and sometimes compile poems that remind me of you.
