Every story has its own ending
But it's not right for us
Maybe it was right person but wrong time
Or right time but wrong person
You should've known better
I should've seen clearer
But we couldn't
Maybe it's for a reason
It's a half written story
Don't even have any ending
I can't even blame you
But it hurts me like a fool
YOU ARE READING
Lostland
PoetryWelcome to the Lostland, we all ghosted here. CHAPTER II Some of my poems/lyrics I share.
