Not a tear
came to my eyes
Just an ache
deep inside
I’ve always
known you’re not mine
That someday
I’ll be left behind
But still,
I held on to the thinnest blade
of grass
Even when,
Of your life I
hold no part
As rational thought gave way to
instinct
Excruciatingly
painful,
Becomes the yearning
of a heart
I was living
before you
Now I’m just
lost
What am I to
do now?
What will this
cost?
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