I died a bit when you left and I'll haunt you in your sleep. I'll remind you of our summers and how we fell in love so so deep. Our nights by the river meant everything to me and I genuinely enjoyed listening to your philosophy. I know I've been stupid and I haven't kept in touch, and there was a time when I didn't think of you that much. But now that we're a million miles apart, I'm hoping we're still looking at the same stars.
A death of a true love has no words
Just strong, harsh emotions.
How I wish I could have you back
By some magic potions.
I cried tears and blood and bones
But we're both still stone cold.
The warmth of the summer air
tells us to ignore everything we're told.
YOU ARE READING
Turquoise Emotions
PoetryI am trying to cope with my chaotic, hectic self. These are my late-night thoughts.
