You're like the dried flower between my book's pages
For the last time I saw you, it's been ages.
I don't know where you are
Whether it's near or far
But the memories of you always live in my heart
Reminiscing our talks is like throwing a dart
Somedays it falls on the sad ones
Somedays it reminds me of the funs
I don't know if I should think this is good or bad
You're nowhere in sight but glimpses of yours in my mind I've always had
Glimpes that bring pain
Because I know I won't see you again
Yet some I'm thankful for
And some that I abhor
But even if I was given a chance
I'd never give that chance a glance
I can never choose to not meet you
For you gave my dark life a hue
No matter the pain that came with our meet
I won't deny,the times we spent were very sweet
So every now and then
I grab a pen
And write words for you
Though I know you'll never have a clue
For you don't look out for me like I do
Maybe to you, I'm the flower between the book you threw.
YOU ARE READING
𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍.
Poetry"But what's life without risks? what's love without twists?" Just a collection of thoughts swirling around my mind :) This book is, [#1 freeverse in 7.78k] [#1 haiku in 4.6k] [#3 poem in 203k]
