I told the moon about you,
And it told me about the sun.
Two souls that have met
But weren't meant to touch.
The planets were two
Lovers. It was fun
Until one left yet
Missing this much.
The fireworks in your city,
Are a painful reminder
Of the light you shone
Into my dark life.
The explosions are pretty
And they tell me to be kinder
With the tone
I use with my ex wife.
YOU ARE READING
end of love
PoetryBook of poems mostly about heartbreak and love. To my exes, without you this book wouldn't have happened. Thank you for the love and the heartbreak.
