I remember the first time you said "I love you,"
It took my breath away.
Everything was fine then,
But now you're not okay.
I don't know what to do,
I feel like a fool.
Now I'm feeling lost,
As you leave on my windows, frost.
What happened to us,
That made us go astray?
Now all that's left,
Is this dirty ashtray.
I wish for things to be different,
I wish you would care.
I wish I could find a way to hold on,
As my heart tares.
I miss you all the time,
For now, I'll pay some dimes.
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Beautiful Sorrows
Poetry"Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary." -Khalil Gibran