THE END IS NEAR.
OH HOW I'VE LOVED THESE TIMES SPENT OF SORROW AND HAPPINESS.
NOTHING WILL MAKE ME FORGET YOU. YOU ARE THE REASON FOR THIS.
YOU ARE THE REASON I'M STILL HERE TRYING TO WRITE POEMS WITH A BLANK FACE.
YOU GIVE ME SO MUCH INSPIRATION THAT I CAN'T EXPLAIN HOW MUCH MY HEART JUMPS FOR JOY.
YOUR WORDS GO THROUGH MY SOUL AND SENDS A SPARK TO MY BRAIN. I START IMAGINING AND THINKING OF WONDERFUL WORDS TO PUT DOWN ON WHITE PAPER.
BLACK INK, STAINED ON WHITE.
ALL BECAUSE OF YOU, DEARLY BELOVED.
MY FRIEND.
IT'S SAD TO GIVE THIS UP. BUT TRUST ME WHEN I SAY THAT I WILL COME BACK.
IN A NEW FORM.
I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER YOU AND THE WAY YOU MADE MY CHEEKS LIGHT UP LIKE THE LIGHTS ON MY STREET WHEN I WAS A KID.
I WON'T FORGET THE WAY YOU TOLD ME HOW MUCH YOU LOVED MY WRITING. HOW YOU LOVED ME.
I CAN'T TELL YOU ENOUGH THAT I LOVE YOU AND YOUR WRITING AS WELL.
SO PERFECT AND BEAUTIFUL.
I WILL MISS THIS BOOK.
BUT HONESTLY, I WILL MISS YOU MORE.
This book is going to come to an end. 30 chapters of poems and this is dedicated to all of you who have supported me in writing. But I mainly wrote this because of bloodangel_ celestialscars SoundOfVictory collision- lethologicas lightyr emptysink
YOU ARE READING
EXPRESSIONS
PoetryI LIE IN DUST AND ASHES, my corpse withers next to you, my love ©2017 WREN #663, #503, #582, #475, #300, #294,#251, #210, #189, #158, #146, #234, #341, #405
