I was lonely before,
'Till I received a strange phone call,
From the telephone from 50 years ago.
Is this even possible?
A phone call that made me valuable.
I can't think of anything,
This is so unbelievable.
Days and nights have past,
I have made a new friend.
Everyday we both have blast,
With him I was contented.
Months gone by,
Flowers and polaroid in the end of July,
Unchained Melody sang at midnight.
Cassette tapes and the letters he write,
I'll never forget you my white knight.
I have found my happiness, my dream.
But my tears flows into a stream,
We know we aren't meant to be.
It was the right love in the wrong time.
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Inspired by Flowers from 1970
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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...
