And so it
Countless tears and shattered
Dreams later, I was
Gone is the laughter and the
Happy smiles we shared.
Keep us from being carefree.
Memories and muses will
Never inspire new creations again.
Perhaps it was always meant to be this way.
Ruined, damaged, wrecked. No more trust.
Someone asked where my safe place is;
The truth is, it was always in your arms.
Under the covers we hid from the world.
Very unique emotions reared their head,
Wounding me with their novelty and their intensity.
You. Gone. But I can still feel you like a
breeZe on my skin.