Aftermaths don't hit anymore
Neither does any word you said
My eyes are a summer drought
Dead clock ticking inside my head
Dress tinted with champagne
Walls painted a deep shade of blue
Carpet smeared with regrets
Heart stained with problems of you
Seasons switch with months
Stories changed with changing plot
I loved so much till the infinites—
That now I grieve, wishing I did not
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𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐞? 𓍯𓂃
Poetry"Will You Remember Me?" is a strong sensational collection of verses delving into loss and longing of a lover. Through lyrical exploration, it travels through the complexities of memory, nostalgia, and the passage of time. Each poem is a heartfelt a...
