it pains me to say
that i can't remember
our last kiss.
our last hand hold.
what i was wearing
the day before it all fell apart.
was i happy that day?
was i beautiful?
do you remember?
because i always thought that
even if i couldn't have you,
i would have my memories of you.
laughing, smiling, kissing me.
but even those are fading,
despite my desperate attempts to keep them.
YOU ARE READING
love poems.
Poetrythis is a poem book full of poems made by me about life & love. i hope you enjoy! [ all rights to me ]
