I should move on,
I know ,I try,
Love hurts this much?
I wonder why?
Fellings for you ,
And your texts at night,
We're both the same,
Warm and infinite.
If I wrote a story,
You would never fit,
Cuz to me ,my love,
My heart dwells in it.
Even if I started,
Even if I tried,
No one can measure,
Your love in my eye,
Cuz we were a melody,
Our starting was fun,
But then you were gone,
Like moon to my sun.
Still can't believe,
That you are gone,
Cuz all I loved,
I loved alone.
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YOU ARE READING
Unsaid
PoetryIt was painfully worded , And beautifully read , The things that were written, Were those never said.
