4 years ended here;
Here I came to write,
these feelings I kept inside,
Where so long a ride,
Came to end at midnight;
Arms of cradle dew,
where these feelings grew,
Some things I wish I knew,
Before I had said I loved you too;
Kisses of morning,
to memories of longing,
fate seemed unforgiving,
For I missed you every evening;
Sorry for my selfish emotions,
Thy lack of communication,
My second time of reconsideration,
Led to tears of painful acception;
I like you, I love you, I want you,
But what else can we do?
We already run out of glue,
and the ending's long overdue;
4 years ended here,
Where light meets my fears,
With no more smiles nor tears,
and thy love I can no longer hear;
YOU ARE READING
Written
PoetryI believe that happy memories are a double edged sword. When you remember them, it's not always happiness that you feel, But also longing, For the smiles that led to tears. And you find yourself asking.... Where is that 'me' in my memories....
