Truth is, he lent me some of his time. For what I thought were several days, he was so sure it was another decade.
No, six months has passed.
And if you think this has a happy ending, he is not staying this time. Just like the time before.
I was a fool, you don't have to remind me of who I am.
I didn't write when I was with him.
Hell, I did not need anyone else when I used to have him by my side.
Now that he is preparing to leave, I can only watch his clothes all sprawled by my side.
Said this will be forever.
But he slipped vague things out of his lips only to save himself.
Liar.
But I love him.
Goodbye.
This is for the last of me,
of you,
of us.
YOU ARE READING
CHARCOAL - ziam
FanfictionThe aftermath of a young poet, Zayn and a not much younger doctor, Liam's affair. - - - - - - - All poetries are originally written by the writer.
