the first time we met,
sky was blue, so wide and open
so was the ocean, with its swirling secrets,
enchanting me with deep emotions
as the first bud of warmth
sprung inside my heart,
blossoming into a flower -
red, like the color of your hair
with glimpses of many shades,
that showed it's true face
in the autumn
as layers and layers of facade fell,
still i wanted to believe in you,
still my heart and mind fought,
feeling empty and hollow inside.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
YOU ARE READING
empty
Poetryspaces and spaces - of black lies, of broken promises - leaving me empty with so much to say to you.. will you hear me? hear me as I say - read my words from the pages of my heart and of my memories filling up my empty soul.
