He is still haunting me in my dreams,
He painted the most beautiful scene.
I don't know how to feel,
Happy? Angry? or should I be mean?
He called me up early in the morning,
I'm scared, Am I still dreaming?
He asked me to go out on a date, wait is he coming?
We spend all morning talking.
In years, I haven't seen myself like this smiling.
We met up.
He pulled my hand as the music dropped
He told me the greatest apology I could've asked for,
"I still love you" should I told him that I loved him evermore?
He hold my hands as we walk to a secret ally way,
We have some laughs but mostly tears in the middle of the day.
The heartbreak of the past fades away,
We mended our broken hearts like it was a clay.
I asked myself one more time,
Should I stay?
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elegies
PoesiA collection of my poetry and lyrics that I made during the quarantine. Lately, this became my diary. This is composed of my dreams, thoughts, feelings, and fantasy. Some of them are canon, and some of them are based on my very own experience. Somet...
