I regretted you like the train I missed,
Every moment after it left was hurting,
No way to seek out options and cover it,
Cover the mistake I knew was going to haunt me.
The bare minimum efforts to draw through,
Think of myself as an artist who gave up for my own good,
But who was I kidding, I desperately needed you,
I thought each second of of you, remembering you.
A part of our love was taken away,
I was the one who took it and lost it,
Took away your smile and laughter,
Curse me but please come back to me.
The high is taking me to a place,
Rational thinking feels like a joke to me,
I bite me lips and try to stay sane,
These walls, this room isn't allowing me.
Your scent has long been lingering here,
Your habits and your tantrums are still here,
I wish everytime I could just walk and move on,
But something takes me here, back to this place.
It's like you've flown away and met your sea,
But I am cursed in the time to just repeat,
Every thing I broke between us,
I think I'll have to just make up for it.
But I promise I won't ever harm you,
Take anymore things away from you,
For every part of our story I was the villain,
The regret is just like the epiphany of strangers.
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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...