I feel like it was all just a dream
Memories of your love are becoming more and more distant
As if it never even happened,
Just something made up by my subconscious
Maybe I was never special to you at all
Even during last spring and summer
But however blurry the memories have become, I can't forget the loving look in your eyes
Or the soft tone of your voice when you used to speak to me
I think you really did love me once
But that was before I turned myself into a monster,
Before I tore myself apart from the inside out.
YOU ARE READING
Swoosh - a book of breezy poetry
PoesíaSome of the least poetic poems you'll ever read, written by, you guessed it, me! These are some thoughts and feelings that I tried to put into words. I started writing poetry regularly back in January, so the poems in this book kind of tell the stor...
