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Today,
I decided never to think about you.
This sentiment is misguided agony
to fall again for you.
I'm here
remembering those moments
trying to comprehend
why you are not near.
And, I'm still here
waiting for one day,
waiting for you to conciliate and come back again.
It's the taste;
it's the taste of your lips,
a drug that poisons and makes me infatuated.
It's the smell;
it's the smell of your hair,
an aroma from spring staying on my skin.
I can't forget
those times when you love me.
Now that you aren't here.
I miss you.
I love you.
Those times that will never come back.
I'm here
writing these verses
trying to not drown in this sentiment of my love.
I'm leaving.
Starting a new life,
an empty life now without you
now,
without you
there are not choice
that to let you go.
The last thing I have from her
It's gone.