He stood there in front of me
Stared intently at me
Great pity was adorned in his eyes,
And finality in his goodbyes.
My throat is getting dry
From my inexistent cries
He cannot see that
My silence was screaming for his name
Asking him why
Calling him to turn around
Begging him to look at me,
And love me back again
That day,
I can see the sun smiling
The flowers were too beautiful,
The butterflies felt excited,
The trees were almost breathing
And
The pretty girl he came with
Was waiting.
Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 7:47 PM UTC
He stood there in front of me
Stared intently at me
Great pity was adorned in his eyes,
And finality in his goodbyes.
My throat is getting dry
From my inexistent cries
He cannot see that
My silence was screaming for his name
Asking him why
Calling him to turn around
Begging him to look at me,
And love me back again
That day,
I can see the sun smiling
The flowers were too beautiful,
The butterflies felt excited,
The trees were almost breathing
And
The pretty girl he came with
Was waiting.
how i wished it rained