I didn't hear it right
When you said
You'll leave me
Someday
After all, you stayed
So long, I thought
You'd stay that way
And when I finally
Let you in
I didn't want us to stop
And here we are
She kisses you on
And I stand there
Watch, I am your friend.
That Someday, arrived
Before the flower
You gave me, died
And a part of me, with it
Not believing your words
Was my sin, hoping
Life is not always, a punisher.
-Al
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 30th, 2024 00:29
- Category: Sad
- Views: 5
Comments2
Aren't we our own punishers ?
Yes we are, we are
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