Nothing I did,
Could make you stay.
I asked, you hid
And 118 words I couldn't say.
A million lives,
Only one day.
Flashing before eyes,
Nothing I could say.
You left, I moved on,
I've wondered about that day.
And now since your gone,
118 words I would say.
If I'm being true,
I never liked the game you played.
And in leu,
There's 118 words I should've said.
I like to think about how,
As in my bed I laid.
All the words I have now,
And all the words I could've said.
I wonder how it it would go,
If you came to me today.
I would tell you so,
118 words I should say.
BINABASA MO ANG
Without The Glass Screen and Other Poems
PoetryAbout The Author: @auntiesatan, better known as Aimee, is a teen author with little-to-no experience in poetry, however she strives daily to improve all forms of her writing, starting with poetry. Her most successful poem to date, with 120+ likes on...
