Jan 2018
Two shadows, two old souls.
Sharing what are their life goals.
Look so true, look so sweet,
As light cast them behind an empty street.
Now my chest is tight
Another flashback I need to fight
Cause I know it's him,
And I know it's not her.
But the most painful is,
it is not me either.
Sharing what are their life goals.
Look so true, look so sweet,
As light cast them behind an empty street.
Now my chest is tight
Another flashback I need to fight
Cause I know it's him,
And I know it's not her.
But the most painful is,
it is not me either.
I made this poem out of his myday post. I actually know it's her and that is the sad side of this poem.
