Poetry.

1

It started all the other day
    Where I thought you promised to stay
They told me not to count on you
    But that wasn't my point of view
You seemed like an angel
    But turns out not all angels brought happiness
Bright eyes, white teeth, seducing smile
    Never thought that would change after a while
Used to talk every day
    Thought we were like a pot of clay
Might be fragile but so attractive
    And somehow we were radioactive
We were so close but so far away
    Regardless that we took the same way
Only then you left for no clear reason
    And that was the beginning of the broken hearts season
With tears down my face
    Trying to search for your trace
"Forgetting" was taking away your memory slowly
    As the days pass carrying my happiness in a trolley
I'll still look for your face in he crowd
    Searching for a hope looking up at the clouds
I can't remember your voice nor your laugh
    Were you ever my other half?