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Apr 2014
On the way home, I said nothing
I let the silence speak for my sadness
I made a mistake I swore I’d never do
I didn’t say goodbye to you

For dinner, I ate nothing
I knew there was no way I could taste the happiness
Of being next to you
And now, I don’t know what to do

If you take a look at the dictionary
And find a word called “Me”
You’d notice that it’s definition
is “You”

I was a book with blank pages
And each day, you’d add a chapter to me
That I hoped I could one day call
“The Story of My Life”

If I could, I’d sell my smile to the devil
Just to see yours once more
I’d take the risk if you’d take a look through my eyes
To see you’re worth more than you could imagine

And now that I think about it,
Fate is a *****
Stopping me from stopping you
From leaving me

So from now on, I’ll take 2 pills of regret
Once when I wake up, and another before I sleep
To always remind me
That you were my last happy memory
Written by
Jonathan Jiao
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