I had Forgotten
about this place, where
we used to sit
together, speculating about
life.
I Found it, today, where we
used to laugh, and
kiss, and
I sat there
alone, feeling the
shadow of only months ago whisper
regrets
into my soul.
Sometimes,
the way that things
come to pass is
beyond my understanding, and
I am torn up,
shredded,
split into a billion directions, unsure of
where they will return to, where
they will go, but
I have Never cried over you.
Nov 1, 2011
Nov 1, 2011 at 8:54 PM UTC
I had Forgotten
about this place, where
we used to sit
together, speculating about
life.
I Found it, today, where we
used to laugh, and
kiss, and
I sat there
alone, feeling the
shadow of only months ago whisper
regrets
into my soul.
Sometimes,
the way that things
come to pass is
beyond my understanding, and
I am torn up,
shredded,
split into a billion directions, unsure of
where they will return to, where
they will go, but
I have Never cried over you.