You seemed to know her too
My little moon
And in my darkest hour
There was you
And I fell
And I fell real hard
We burned too fast
It left a scar
And I still wonder
How things could be
If we hadn't burnt do fast
Were we meant to be?
But there is no way to know
The coincidences still haunt me
If only I had the guts
To ask you to be honest with me
YOU ARE READING
To Those Whom I Once Loved
PoetryA bunch of poems written to various characters of whom were once loved ones you'd want to forget and others lost in time but not forgotten
