Euphoria was the feeling I felt
when you asked me out
after I waited so long.
Euphoria was the feeling
when we first held hands,
a subtle tingle forming
and then vanishing
as quickly as it came.
Euphoria was the feeling
when we first kissed,
an electric current
shooting through my whole body.
I remember going back home
and dancing around my room
with a huge grin stuck on my face.
But now,
all I feel when I think about you-
When I think about us-
is misery and sadness.
You took everything of yours
when you left,
but you didn't take all the memories,
the good times we had,
the "I love yous" said,
or the feeling of your lips on mine.
You left me,
but the memories of you remain,
and I know,
that you're never coming back.
Ever again.
YOU ARE READING
Lost Thoughts
PoetryThis is a poetry book I'm working on at the moment. I'm planning on publishing it once it has about 100 poems in it minimum. I hope you enjoy!