We started out as friends.
Laughter running on the wind.
He smiles and I melt into a mess.
As the truth revels its self to me,
My mind begins to spin.
Time passes as he fades from my thoughts.
Soon none of him can be found in my mind.
Suddenly he appears behind to close doors.
As they open and i see him,
Memories come back so clearly.
Its like they never left.
He smiles and i melt into a mess once more.
But this time he will not leave.
Careful and planned words and he becomes mine.
Now our title has changed.
But our laughter is running on the wind.
Author notes
idk wat is i was thinking wen i wrote this but i kinda like it (=
What did you think
Comments
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very well written.....it's a great poem.......good job!
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But this time he will not leave.
Careful and planned words and he becomes mine.,...amen...amen..amen..
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