my love for you
was all that was left of me.
i'm nearly there
so close to forgetting you.
the person i once knew
the face, the voice.
the person i love
the person i loved.
i will never forget
although i think you want me to.
i will always be here
as the person you now need me to be.
as one love fades
another grows.
no longer a lover
but a sibling, closest friend.
no regrets this time
no going back.
'there seemed something tragic
in a friendship so coloured by romance.'
maybe, the most beautiful things
adhere the worst tragedies.
in the end.
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