THE HARDEST GOODBYE

fikrioshin



Do you still remember that day?

I asked myself.

That was the moment

when the biggest dream was killed,

the happiest kid turned into the quietest poet.

 

The hardest goodbye,

we called it a quit,

we gave up,

and we finally let it all out.

 

Sometimes, we were forced to be someone else,

to simply ruin some things just so we will end up being accepted,

and I truly miss the old good days.

  • Author: fikrioshin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 14th, 2024 08:41
  • Category: Reflection
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