The songs we sung went above,
and beyond the sky.
But all now is left,
are echos of our love-
and memories of a hurtful goodbye.
Wish we could sing again,
I wish we could love again.
Deep inside we've fallen
in this lovely violence.
Our love was a song,
And now it's just, silence.
Wish we could hear it again,
I wish we could love again.
I was the string,
you were my melody
Together we were a song,
Together we were a violin.
So,
I -
Wish we could be one again,
But I know it will never be the same.
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Sad Lullabies || POETRY
Poetry❝ But love , Ignorance hurts more . .when it's visible - ❞ Me trying to be aesthetic. ^ lol soft poetry book based on toxic relationships. All rights reserved. Copyright © 2020
