Yesterday you swore
to the stars
that I was what
you've been lingering for,
then it happened;
the sun left,
and all the sudden
those words vanished,
leaving an emptiness
sensation,
so abandoning
and cold.
And all that you were,
were another
luckless romance.
Leaving emotions,
leaving beautiful words
freeze to Death
in what seems a world
filled with regrets.
Reminding my soul
that solitude has him
wrapped around
her aching warmth.
But even in tragedies,
something good
has to come out of it:
And in our luckless romance,
the only blessing
that came was inspiration.
Inspiration to write.
So,
my luckless romance,
thank you.
Thank you for reminding me
of this curse
I was destined to have.