I stay up all night,
Crying.
As I close my eyes,
The moments we have shared
Began to flash in my mind
The way you brush your fingers to my hair,
The way you kiss my neck that gives me shivers down to my spine,
The way you give me morning kisses,
The way you held my hand like your life depends on it and
The way you said the three beautiful words that is music to my ears.
Those moments, those wonderful moments,
Where you treat me like a princess.
God knows how I cherish those;
Do you? Do you even remember those moments?
I think not, definitely not
'Cause you now treat me like shit,
Acting like we're strangers
Why? Why did you even leave me?
Did I ever do something wrong that made you leave me under the
pouring rain?
Do you even love me? Do you? I ask
As I began to cut my wrist
Using the blade.
YOU ARE READING
Abundance of poems;
PoetryPerhaps writing poems is just my only escape that I could think of;
