So i've started to write,
wonder if,
I am doing it right?
I clearly remember how and when,
first time,
I didn't let my mind trifle,
instead
willingly let it scribble.
my hands were trembling,
my droopy eyes blinking.
My mind had a clear picture,
memories of 'us'.
Making each other's life a mess,
then coming back to confess.
Pain you had put me through,
Love we shared was true.
You wanted me to leave behind hesitation.
'Cause you've been my soul motivation.
There i began to write,
then there was no end to it.
I still have my first,
i don't want to write my last ever,
That's my biggest fear.