They are no longer recreational days. Poem.

in poem •  7 years ago 

I spend all day thinking,
What would have happened if you had not left!

I feel you in here,
of my heart and primarily of my thoughts ...

I constantly fight between my dreams,
to see if I get to return the time.
At that time,
where you were resting on my chest ...

I thought you would always be,
by my side until the rest of my days ...

Unfortunately it was not,
It was a game, it was a deception,
thought only of your ego,
you got to hurt me inside ...

Forgetting it is a challenge,
but I am aware of the facts,
that we are not children anymore,
simply playing in the recess ...

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