Driving my black vintage car, my sister just got home
As I drove faster, I can feel the pounding in my chest
That's the place where it began, the same place where I first laid my eyes on you
Your presence is the scenery that I always overview
This place looks older, more fragile to step inside
I took a quick glimpse from the fence behind
Nothing change, the view in front is still beautiful to watch
All these time, I thought my heart was detached
My sister greeted me with a hug
It feels different, everything about this room makes me feel like a long lost thug
But it never disappoints when talking about history, it was a painful drug
I know that regret is the strongest curse in life, I've been so vague
I decided to walk in the quiet road for the last time
This pavement witnessed how I claimed you mine
I was stopped by a light blue auto
Suddenly, my whole body froze, even losing my vibrato
Your familiar eyes immediately met mine when you stepped out of the car
Now I know, how your detoured plans take you from afar
The little boy that's hugging your arm, he's your cutest carbon copy
Well, I guess, it's time for me to set you free
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Wretched Melancholy of a Gloomy Girl
General FictionA one shot narrative poetry about a recluse girl who had a long rollercoaster ride of her life, she loved and hated it at the same time.
