Don't search for him,
He was just a dream,
Past he's past, let him go,
Say goodbye now let it go.
My friends they know,
I'm stuck for bruise.
They search in me,
Look for his name.
They won't believe i let him go,
I'll think of him if summer snows,
I'll look for him if darkness shines.
Right now i see a rainbow smile,
Seems my time wasn't really mad,
Oh, i think I've now realized,
It was just the rainy season.
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.
