Sep 2017
your name used to be
an intake of cool winter air
refreshing my lungs
in glowing frost;
when i speak your name
now nothing happens
you are a memory
best left forgotten
an intake of cool winter air
refreshing my lungs
in glowing frost;
when i speak your name
now nothing happens
you are a memory
best left forgotten
She used to be the love of my life. Now she will never be in my life.
