Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2018
That day, I stare at her.
From her eyes, I could see all her colors turn into black.
Cuz someone stole all her colors and left the black one.
I cannot do much to make her colors back,
I just staring at her, and hug her.
Then, her tears down to her cheeks,
and I couldn't stop that.

"baby, let him stole all your colors and let your tears wipe your black. Just remember, he stole all your colors, but there is someone else waiting for you to wipe your tears, and give all his colors only for you."

She just listening to me, but her tears still.
Ayu Rafina
Written by
Ayu Rafina  Indonesia
(Indonesia)   
  385
   Fawn and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems