How will I ever find you –
In this boulevard of blending hearts?
In this labyrinth of ends and starts?
In this portrait of missing parts?
How will I ever know you –
If even your name hadn't met my lips?
If your hands can't reach my fingertips?
If each time I hold your soul, it slips?
How will I ever love you –
When our flames have paled to rust?
When our hearts, we can't even trust?
When the world got stuck between us?
But how will I ever lose you –
How will I ever forget?
How will I ever detest?
When you're the one my heart loved best
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Depth of Me •••#Wattys2018•••
Poetry"I'll write for what was left within the ashes; for the depth of me when all else is gone." cover drawing by: Carolina Roda
