Where did our love go?

I told myself I could not love,

My capability hands diminished after you.

 

My prayers could not be sent to god,

so the sky still stays bright and sunny; while my heart burns blue.

 

When did our love go?

Sinking into the air like smoke.

 

Now that we’re here, I have nothing to show,

Except the heart you broke.

This poem is about: 
Me

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