Why I am still thinking about you?
I know that we are through.
Our love isn't that true,
And I know you have found someone new.
You held my my hand so tight,
We walked down in the hallway,
We've got everybody's sight.
Talking about that time that we were happy,
And suddenly everything became so bright.
I can still feel the palm of your hand.
When you looked to me in the eye and smiled,
Told me that you loved me and I replied,
"I still love you" but I am so confused.
Is this still right?
I will never again look at your picture before I sleep,
These dreams, I don't want to keep.
Our love isn't that deep,
Our love has been thrown on the scrapheap.
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elegies
PoetryA 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...
