I did'nt know I was ready to let you go
Until the day you looked at me,
With noting but indifference.The same eyes that looked at me
With so much affection,
Now looks at me with
Too much
o b l i v i o n.
YOU ARE READING
Sounds Of My Silent Cries
Poetrywasting my ink and all those crumpled papers for you
Oblivion
I did'nt know I was ready to let you go
Until the day you looked at me,
With noting but indifference.The same eyes that looked at me
With so much affection,
Now looks at me with
Too much
o b l i v i o n.