The babble of the stream
The laughter of children
The sunlight on my face
The smell of the barbequeThese things are summer
These things are my happiness
These things are my best memories
These things remind me of youYou are my happiness
You show me good times
You become my dreams
You make me smileBut then you left
But then you disappeared
But you had no reason
But you couldn't...Yet you did
Yet you showed me pain
Yet you showed you never cared
Yet you ruled meThe reason is unknown
These days I cry
You smile, ignorant
But I tried to moved on
Yet I knew you already did
YOU ARE READING
Poetry I Never Wanted To Write Before
PuisiCan't you see I'm scared? Try to understand Except you cant Except you wont You wont try You will watch and judge Im trying my best Please stop It too much for me Im trying and thats what matters Right? WRONG. "Ew it doesn't even rhyme" Poetry doesn...