"I will stay."
These were the last words you said before you decided to leave;
—you left me alone.
And you mouthed the words,
"I promise."
These were the words that you always used,
The words that you've woven by your silvertongue;
—words that covered your lies.
And here I am,
under the deep, wide night sky,
gazing under the stars that slowly fade to rust,
those stars that shine the gloomy night sky;
—those stars that once shone for us.
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POETRY THAT STAYS
PoesíaYou don't really love someone, not until they become the person behind of your poetries. When poetry speaks, it echoes through your soul, lingers in your heart, and dances in your dreams. And... it stays. I wrote poems enough for people to ask, "w...
