A poem on Love and Loss
The wind was blowing east
Then it kissed me on the cheek
Why was it all Greek?
Was it blowing from the west?
The wind lifted me up,
Every single little part
Of me was free
With those three words
You gave me to the world
The wiles turned to smiles
The beers turned to cheers
That one little decision
Was a big gift for me
You knew about vision
And little did I see
You were done being fake
Flashing lies, now turned to break
You stayed with me, but what is the stake
By you, what did I make?
The wind was blowing west
Then it hit me in the chest
Did I know the least,
That is was blowing from the east?
The wind hit me hard,
Every single little shard
Of me was gone
With those three words
You fed me to the birds
The sweat turned to tears
The drinks turned to beers
That one little decision
Was a big hit for me
You knew about precision
And little did I see
I knew you were mine from the moment I saw you
But you knew I was not from the second I was true
We were supposed to be together
But my heart hit the ground
Not light as a feather
Without a sound
You jumped and bound
Away, yet I want to say
Come back
come back
come back
You were done being nice
Flashing smiles, turned to ice
I stayed with you, but what’s the price
By you I have been hurt twice
The first, was when you chose me
Little did we see
The second when I was needy
You left so speedily
And now I’m here,
All alone
Can you even hear?
Can you even see
The light that shone?
Can you find me
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