Twelve

Left here in the
middle of nowhere,

dreams come to
white and grey,

I have all these
feelings too melancholic.

There is a
solution in my mind.

There are
distractions outside.

Sometimes I
act like a child,

sometimes I
miss you so much,

but I cannot love
you anymore since

you left me all
by myself, and I

said, “It hurts to
remember you all the time.”

 

2017

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