I could write it in the stars,
I could scream it at the moon
She'll laugh at me, eventually.
I used to make her swear to protect you.
It was not a cloudy night,
You weren't there, I pretended to.
And I held you
And I held you.
I was singing at your ghost
The one who promised me to stay
I know you haven't heard me.
You would have come if you had to.
I remember a couplet
It said something like I miss you
I know you wouldn't believe me
If I told you that I do
I am really not mad at you.
Only at the moon for having failed to protect you
Only hurt to know all of what you have been through
Only crave to work it out I miss the arms that I fell to
Only prays you to come back I promise I want it too
I promise I still love you.
YOU ARE READING
The broken ones ~
PoetryAll the poems not good enough to make it ~ and a lot of unfinished <3 (mostly wrote in a few minutes in the middle of the night, way less structured, poetics, with also a broken English <33 (I've always sucked at English, it's not my first language...
