Someone so smart
That's not to be seen again
Fluffy white clouds
Starting to turn faint
Memories of the past
Chasing us to the end
Things that were meant to be
Were all going to bend
Something so good
So un-breakable
Soon changed to this
What could be done to redeem that
YOU ARE READING
Us
PoetrySomething I hope will help others (especially Carlotta). Things may not meant to be. Let it go, write it down, say it out and you will feel much better.
