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alupa Aug 2020
It's too late now
to tell you
"I'm sorry"
You're gone.
And I'll never
see you again.

It's too late now
and it'll be
too late forever
because
you're
gone forever.

And I'll never
get the chance
to tell you
"I'm sorry"
because
it's too late.
alupa Aug 2020
You were
like a rainbow
Beautiful to look at
But when I touched you
I felt nothing
alupa Aug 2020
The worst about losing you wasn't the moment it was over,
It were all these nights I lay awake, scared you'd leave.
It were all these hugs and kisses in the awareness they could be the last ones.
It were all these tears I silently shed when I felt you falling out of love with me.
It were all these conversations that made me realize we have nothing to say anymore.
The worst about losing you was being right by your side, knowing there was nothing I could do to make you stay.
alupa Aug 2020
And one of these words I never say,
since you're far, so far away,
is your name because I fear,
to hear it, and not have you here.
Somehow saying their name out loud makes the fact that they're gone feel real.
alupa Aug 2020
When you came
you made me laugh
after I've felt almost nothing
for such a long time

When you began talking to me
you made me care
after I've been indifferent
for such a long time

Then you left
And you made me sad
after I've been happy
for such a short time
alupa Aug 2020
What if I don't love you
but just the way you look at me?
What if I don't love you
but just that what we seem to be?
What if I don't love you
but just how you truly care?
What if I don't love you
but just that you're always there?
What if all these “what-if”s are true,
and I am not in love with you?
It was inspired by the thought that I may not love someone for who they are but because of the way they love me.

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