Is it because I said I couldn't promise that I'd come back?
Because I can't promise that. Especially after all this.
Did you just want me to leave for good? Leave behind our love and potential that continues to haunt me.
The blend of music and art forever haunting me as our plans we had sizzled into nothing but a glimpse.
Is that what you wanted?
YOU ARE READING
Notes from the Mind
PoetryI often have many thoughts on my mind, so, here are most of them trickled down into perceivable words. And maybe you can find yourself in them too.
