I CRY

Tue, 08/24/2021 - 01:08 -- O.H

I cry, but only by myself

Constantly I reminisce about us

Red was the setting sun, setting your silhouette ablaze

Your smile which shined brighter than any star

 

I keep wondering if you think about me still

Constantly asking myself if I did anything wrong

Remembering better days, only makes it worse

Yet, I can't get you out of my head

 

I tried to stay present

Calls ignored, messages left on read

Rest and sleep are a luxury now, as it's hard to come across these nights

You probably wouldn't care to know, I cried

This poem is about: 
Me

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