no--i'm not letting you go,
i'm letting you roam free like a missing cargo.
after all--if we're really meant to be,
time will bring us back like how we used to be.
and--i hope you'll find what you seek,
while i find what's making me sick.
it's never a goodbye, it's just a simple stare into the eye.
-gc
[ i broke my own heart so no one can break it. how can you break something that is already broken? ]
written in august 20th, 2017
YOU ARE READING
august.
Poetry4 weeks, equal 31 days, equal 744 hours, equal 44,640 minutes, equal 2,678,400 seconds, equal 1 month. aloha, august ----- i write one poetry everyday until the end of august :) lowercase intended! ;) copyright @ghxxna cover by @ghxxna
