What we had a few months ago
What we talked about for hours
How we laughed and played together
Just drifted away like the waters
You changed my life without trying
Then you walked out one second without caring
My gullible heart was left out there in the open
Begging for someone to give it an aim
My predictable self hiding in the comfort of my sorrows
Looking for the one that will bring back the flame.
YOU ARE READING
Series of a broken soul
PoetryWhere do you go when they there is no place to go? Who do you talk to when there is no one to listen? The mind is the safe place and the doom. But at least it's always there. This was originally meant to be a contest but it didn't get much reads so...
