Sometimes it's hard to let go.
Of the ones we once held so close.
I thought we would always be together
Always tied together.
I would do anything for you,
Take a bullet.
And you would do the same.
Would you?
It used to always be just us,
Together.
Forever.
Now it seems like I can't reach you.
I can see you drifting away,
Further.
And further.
From my grasp.
But I still hold on.
To something I thought was important.
Something that was so delicate.
Something you didn't care for.
We were like a butterfly.
You touched the wings,
And it fell.
Now it's gone.
But now you're gone forever.
Completely out of my life.
As you drift further away,
I can start to realize.
You wouldn't take a bullet for me.
You would be behind the gun.
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Poem Book
PoetryThese are some of the poems I have written. Some are pretty long, others are very short. I have written all of these myself, a few have been submitted to contest. These are based off my personal experiences. Thank you to those who take the time...
