Now,
When you're lying on someone
Else's shoulders,
Do you still think of me?
Do you sometimes get back
To our memories?
Now,
That you're kissing someone
Else's lips,
Dou you still remember
The feeling of mine?
Do you ever miss that time?
Now,
That you're giving gifts to
Someone else,
Do you still have mine?
Do you still have that photo
I gave you? And those rhymes?
Now,
that you're happy
With someone else,
Do you sometimes think of me?
Do you remember that hapiness?
And all those beautiful times?
Now,
That you forgot me and my voice,
Do you still remeber us?
Cause no one really forgets
Their first first love.
I'm finally happy too.
YOU ARE READING
Pieces of me
PoetryPovedz mi prosím fľaša vína... Prečo sa tvoj objem tak rýchlo míňa? Prečo musí byť všetko len dočasné? Práve teraz?! Keď som sa cítil konečne šťastne..
