i could feel the fire burning through you
when you see me pass by.
i'm sorry if i ever hurt you,
it wasn't my intention to make you cry.
i once held you close to my heart,
a shoulder for you to sleep.
and now it's like two strangers,
memories thrown into the blue deep.
i miss you, truth be told,
because you once were my all.
and now the leaves are coming down,
it is here, the season of fall.
the leaves have died,
the warm wind has become cold.
you have become a nobody,
from a somebody i had loved to hold.
the embers are now dead,
the trees are now bare.
there may be a spark,
but truly, i don't think you would care.
Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 11:40 AM UTC
i could feel the fire burning through you
when you see me pass by.
i'm sorry if i ever hurt you,
it wasn't my intention to make you cry.
i once held you close to my heart,
a shoulder for you to sleep.
and now it's like two strangers,
memories thrown into the blue deep.
i miss you, truth be told,
because you once were my all.
and now the leaves are coming down,
it is here, the season of fall.
the leaves have died,
the warm wind has become cold.
you have become a nobody,
from a somebody i had loved to hold.
the embers are now dead,
the trees are now bare.
there may be a spark,
but truly, i don't think you would care.
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