She never knew if you would stay
She just had to hope
But at the end of it all
There was only a fraction left
Because after all this time
It was as though
It was slowly being ripped apart
And you were slowly drifting away
And on that last night of December
New Year's Eve
All hope came back to her
Because you were right by her side
And instead of being
A million thoughts in her head
Like everyday leading up until today
There was simply one
You
And that was the beauty of life
The best moments
Are the ones
You don't have to think about
YOU ARE READING
Broken Chains
PoetrySometimes it's nice for people to not know who you are. So you can tell them everything. And it just, doesn't matter.
