It was only a coincidence that you were called ivy
Yet you fit the description I know of it
I do not wish for your presence now
But everything reminds them of you
The feelings I've harbored, long forgotten
Through the cracks of time, it has yet to resurface
And though the mere thought of your name is inevitable
I still wish to have peace in my soul and in my life
A fragment of you in my heart is no longer needed
You've done your part by simply existing
Long enough for me to wish to have nothing to do with you
No matter how much your vines have grown in my heart
YOU ARE READING
Love Untold
PoetryA collection of stuff I wrote about love and other things. Happy reading!! much love, Amarynthe L.
