All The Unsent Letters

By MissGoddessNella

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Papers have always been a venting space and pen have always been my voice. Poetry has always been an escape... More

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By MissGoddessNella

Memories

I watched the pouring rain as I try to get up from these pain
While you go and ride on a train, only our memories remain
Remnants of you and me, variants of how we used to be

From the first day I met you, I was clenching my fist then I bumped into you
We were both wet and broken, sad and drunken
We found in each other's arm, our haven
Wiping each other's tears,
Conquering our fears
Doing things we both adore, we never get bored

We've been great companion,
as time made something unbreakable
in each other we found love
and shared everything we had

I remember those times
When we're at the riverside
While looking at the flowing water
Our love grows so wide

Every memory, every picture
With our love so pure, we found a cure

For every heartache
With every wish our heart made,
We held each other's hand whatever it takes

Every memory, every picture
As the camera sounded "click"
I became the strongest of the weak

But in every story, there comes the conflict
Destiny will always throw us some tricks
Fate will make an unbreakable wall that is made of brick
Love will sometimes make us sick

We were both wet and broken, sad and drunken
Our ship has sunken
Everything between us that happened, are now memories left in my head

I remember that night,
When we're looking at the stars
Those things that twinkle so bright
Are the witness of our scars

I remember those captured moments
As the camera takes a shot
Those pictures of our past
Explain this pain a lot

I'm still here in this lonely place
Looking at those photographed memories
Smiling in melancholy,
As I remember
We're not how we used to be

Love,
Janella

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