agentmissa
Refugee
Ok, I write a poem like once a year so forgive my lack of vocabulary and style.
Lost
By: Missa
The memories are getting tiresome,
How long must I live with them?
Until new ones add to the fact
That they were perfect?
If they were perfect to you,
Why did you choose to leave them?
Leave the dream that once was
Ours and only ours?
Am I the only one who remembers?
Lost
By: Missa
The memories are getting tiresome,
How long must I live with them?
Until new ones add to the fact
That they were perfect?
If they were perfect to you,
Why did you choose to leave them?
Leave the dream that once was
Ours and only ours?
Am I the only one who remembers?