I got lost in a different country.
Took the wrong tram.
My chest felt tight my stomach felt sick because I am not familiar with this land.
I don't know these people we don't even speak the same language.
In an odd way it reminded me of you.
I felt so lost without you because you were a piece of me for so long.
But I don't know who you are anymore.
I'm not familiar with the person you have become. We don't even speak the same language we are in different places and that's why it ended.
I eventually found my way back home but I will never find my way back to you.
Because you are a foreign place now.
A place I can't visit unless I speak your language.
But I don't.
And I don't think I ever will.
YOU ARE READING
Eden.
PoetryI thought you were Eden. But you were really the snake. Poems about love and loss.
