I saw you in the crowd before my eyes.
Standing still not moving.
Watching me in despair, in distance.
Before my voice could reach you...
You turned your back against me...
Leaving me alone in this cold world.
I closed my eyes.
Hoping that you will return to me....
Wishing that someone that had his back facing me is not you.
As I opened my eyes..
The reality hadnt change.
You really leaving me.
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MindMatter
PoetryEvery living thing is not perfect, so do me. I bound to commit mistakes even when I don't even wish to. This book of poetry will tell you a little bit about my life. I'm not a nice person but I'm trying to be better. Our world needs more love.
