Back in the summer when strong mist filled the air
Birds call filling the sky, excitement, without a care
but something still felt off, black, bitter and receding
heartbroken I knew it was lack of love that I was feeling.
Open stretched arms to hug a face that I had forgotten
I tried to hold your hand before it disappeared but I must have dropped it,
Because you sank into the crowd just another woman in the streets and my body became lifeless like a carcass before a feast.
To my realization after everyone had gone
Only I would have known this after I became alone
That to my horrible yet obscure disbelieve,
The woman I dreamt of was mearly a dream.
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 9:39 PM UTC
Back in the summer when strong mist filled the air
Birds call filling the sky, excitement, without a care
but something still felt off, black, bitter and receding
heartbroken I knew it was lack of love that I was feeling.
Open stretched arms to hug a face that I had forgotten
I tried to hold your hand before it disappeared but I must have dropped it,
Because you sank into the crowd just another woman in the streets and my body became lifeless like a carcass before a feast.
To my realization after everyone had gone
Only I would have known this after I became alone
That to my horrible yet obscure disbelieve,
The woman I dreamt of was mearly a dream.
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