Sitting
Sniffing,
Ruffling,
Crying
Sitting in a hay
Sniffing like a bray
Ruffling in a sunny day
Crying since yesterday.
Baby, we were just happy
But now, we're like a fire.
Fire that burned our love
The love that we can never save anymore.
A dream,
A dream of being with you
A dream of building a family in you
And a dream, a dream that can't be true.
The peace you brought in my life
It changes my sight.
However, when we are together,
Why do I feel like we are just a stranger?
My hearts been hurt,
My life's been burnt.
You were once a savior.
And now, you are just a stranger.
Baby, it was like a life of fantasy,
With a full of sympathy.
You were once the subject of my poetry.
But now, you are just a memory.
C.B. | courageousbeast