I await the day we meet again, for I to step foot into that building, big and blue, coincidentally, placed beside you and say hey Stranger what's got your feelings so blue; I've been blue every moment since I lost you to your disinclined point of view, but here I am, smiling after all we've been through, I guess I couldn't take a clue... déjà vu, my excessive persona stuck to you like glue, my subdue was misconstrued; but here I am, approaching you brand new, I put down the corkscrew and tighten the screws inside my mind, the day I lost you, was the day I changed my life. When I welcomed you inside, upon arrival you were terrified, a part of me died as I cried out your name cursing the last words you specified, wondering why. I didn't comprehend the indication, of the year's advanced that lay in plain sight between us. for a reason unspecified I could'nt wrap my mind around why; I could do nothing to change your mind.
Yanna Vlahos
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Giannulas Chronicals,
PoetryMy first series of poems, Falling in and out of love, finding myself again, and letting go of old pain. Thank you and I hope you Enjoy. New additions may not be found at the bottom but within the lineup. In chronological order. -giannula 🤍
