Last year was a black hole
Everything stopped when I spent time with you
Our love seemed endless
But a black hole it still was
And so the darkness consumed me
Last year was slow. Warped in the black hole.
This year was fast. The light coming fourth.
But everyday I look behind me, and see the black hole that you left me.
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
Grasping it all
कविताCollection of my thoughts in trying to understand how my life is.
