We started off as just friends. Sprouted into something more.
You're the first chapter in my life, but you're definitely not the last.
You made me feel warm to your embrace, capable of spilling my heart but our relationship still was layed waste.
You say you couldn't accept me because I was moving away, but you couldn't be friends cause you didn't like it that way?
I'm confused on how a happy chapter turned into such a tragedy, as if this a book it came to an end so abrupt.
What genre would you have named us?
Romance?
Comedy?
A psychological horror?
I'll name it a bitter sweet chapter.
A bitter sweet chapter which has come to a close.
YOU ARE READING
My 99 Thoughts
PoetryJust a collection of original poems written by me as well as elaborated thoughts. Swear its not bad. Maybe, idk. Some suggestive themes so fair warning.
