11:53 PM
Seven minutes left…
To return to a place
I never wanted to discover.
11:54 PM
The garden…
Where flowers once laughed,
Bushes swayed in joy,
And trees whispered giggles,
Ruling a world of shadows.
But for me,
That garden is the way
To pluck white roses
For your soul.
11:56 PM
The letter you gave,
I found it on that bench—
Now soaked,
Drenched in my tears.
11:57 PM
The cookies I baked for you,
Rotten with betrayal,
Poisoned by the love we lost.
And the cruelest part—
I ate every last one.
11:58 PM
You promised me
You’d never make me shed a tear,
Yet here I am,
Drowning in a vision
Of you.
11:59 PM
Wake up.
Even if it’s midnight,
For once,
Pat my head,
Whisper in my ear:
“Who said I am gone?
I’m here, babe.”
12:00 AM
I just want you to know—
I love you,
And always will.
Happy Anniversary.
~BLUE HOUR
Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 10:01 AM UTC
11:53 PM
Seven minutes left…
To return to a place
I never wanted to discover.
11:54 PM
The garden…
Where flowers once laughed,
Bushes swayed in joy,
And trees whispered giggles,
Ruling a world of shadows.
But for me,
That garden is the way
To pluck white roses
For your soul.
11:56 PM
The letter you gave,
I found it on that bench—
Now soaked,
Drenched in my tears.
11:57 PM
The cookies I baked for you,
Rotten with betrayal,
Poisoned by the love we lost.
And the cruelest part—
I ate every last one.
11:58 PM
You promised me
You’d never make me shed a tear,
Yet here I am,
Drowning in a vision
Of you.
11:59 PM
Wake up.
Even if it’s midnight,
For once,
Pat my head,
Whisper in my ear:
“Who said I am gone?
I’m here, babe.”
12:00 AM
I just want you to know—
I love you,
And always will.
Happy Anniversary.
~BLUE HOUR
Thanks for the love of my poem "He was mute she was blind". I am glad you all supported it and loved it so much, this is another poem of mine 12:00 am fun fact about this is not a poem from a thought it is a poem I get a dream off to write about so I hope you will like it thank you and enjoy :)
