Staring at a pink wall,drowning myself in my thoughts.
Staring at a red wall,thinking about how it makes me sad.
Thinking about how could've end and how it did not.
Thinking about the color black and how it remembers me to your heart.
Thinking about you and how I could've won.
But you're not a prize to win anyway.
And I think it doesn't matter if I lose you in matters of days.
I think we weren't meant to be anyway.
I think is time to say goodbye in every way.
The End.
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Not Just Simple Words
ŞiirMy little start in poetry, expressing the feelings that sometimes we can't put in simple words...I promise that they worth it.. (it would be nice if you give them a chance to read) 26/08/23
