Days turn nights
blue turns black
you're out of sight
and my love breaks.
How tragic it is
the heart I adore
turns into
a place of sorrow.
For the world
is where we touch,
yet it feels like
we're several
galaxies apart.
No love would ever
change,
the smell of your perfume
the smile of a thousand stars
and
the soul I fell in love with.
You were nothing
that I never thought
would be something,
the sun has dimmed
milky way has blown
nothing left but crumbles
and tears.
The universe misses
the sparkle of love
when we were a pair,
but not anymore.
There's a hole in the universe
that would never be closed
and there's a hole in me
that would never get filled.
Can I borrow
a minute of the past
to hold you tight?
not knowing
it'd be the last time
we touched.
YOU ARE READING
Dusty Ink.
PoetryThis is where my soul hides. It is a book full of words that combines into an art. My only runaway mess of reality. It is a pack of love, heartbreak, and the dark side of me put into one. So, here I scream my thoughts, will you feel my scars?
