The Day That We Met

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By <font color=#FFFFFF>Convalescence</font>

The chills down my spine. The ice on my heart. Depression inside. It is just a part. I don't know what to say, I don't know what to do. It seems I am no one since I lost you. I don't know who I am, and I never did. You chose my path, but for you-I won't wish. I made a choice, and it was for the good. I did what was right, and what anyone should. I don't know what to do. I'm glad for goodbye. I don't know how to go on with life. I'm not okay, ..And... I still regret.. yes.. I still regret the day that we met.

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