Its me again, on the same spot,
Writing on the same page,
Thinking the same thoughts,
Screaming from the same cage.
Am I not moving on?
You Send a Hi, wait for a reply,
My Empty head, sigh with butterfly,
My heart beating so fast,
My lungs shrinked to half,
Its a similar, yet an unknown rush.
I am not moving on.
Why can't I just move on?
Maybe it cause you left,
While I was still on the cliff.
Maybe, just maybe, cause you left,
While I was still crazy in love.
YOU ARE READING
I Wrote It All For Me
PoetryPoems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.
