I'm sorry,
For the things that you thought were true.
I'm sorry,
But things don't always work through.
I'm sorry,
There is no me and you.
I'm sorry,
Today is the day we're done.
I'm sorry,
I don't mean to make the tears start to run.
I'm sorry,
We were never really one.
I'm sorry...
YOU ARE READING
Petrichor
Poetry// Petrichor // // 🌏 the pleasant smell of earth after rain💧// Est. 2014 ~ 20.. Copyright LittleAussieDreamer (Alannah Mills) 2020