Laying in the dark,
Looking at the night sky,
I find myself
Asking "why?"
"Why did I have you in my grasp
And let you go?"
"Why did I not realize
Before you walked out that door? "
Then I start to think "I had to lose you In order to know we were right,"
But still, I lay here and regret
That I let you out of my sight.
Not only did I have to realize,
You do too.
One day you'll realize like I did, and You'll see I'm supposed to be with you.
This is why I lay here.
It helps me see things why they are.
So until you come back to me,
I'll be here looking at the stars.
8-28-12
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Letters To You (Poetry Collection)
ŞiirPoetry collection of poems I wrote about a long ago past love. I hope you enjoy these older pieces!