Like the ice for which you were appreciated,
I feel the blue tints calls you back,
It asks you to bring back the child in you,
And I hope that you love the freedom you have.
I wish that someday I would be able to cheer you,
Even though the dance on the ice is a past,
But someday I hope that you will happily,
Show our kids about your haply past.
Everyone who held your hand,
I hope they truly cherished the person you are,
Again and again as I know I don't matter,
But I want you to know that maybe I was just long lost.
Right when I saw you struggle hard with that jump,
And make your most perfect landing,
The pride that grew from within my heart,
Made me love you starting from the twenty.
It feels sweet, it seems sweet,
When I pretend you are mine.
The reality is definitely diffrent,
But that blue ring always takes me back in time.
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Our Violet Walls
PoetryBook #1 in the 'Coloured After Party' Poetry Series. 'Coloured After Party' is my second poetry series after my debut one known as 'If Only Happiness...' When everyone leaves, the night gets lonely with every passing minute. Keeping us in dilemma of...
