Nothing will ever be
Compared to what you said
Somewhere in between these pages to you
It means
Nothing
ShalI ever change between these sheets
Stained
Deeply into every threads of my mind
Still
Nothing
Seems to satisfy your cravings; even with love means
Nothing
Than the words you said were broken empty bottles that
Sliced
All over my heart, emotions I poured into you worth
Nothing
to you
It's all over now, the thrill is long gone like your chamber of passion
Nothing
Is what I really meant to you
After all these bitter fruits and sweet essence of lead from your poison;
your memories will always be my
Something.
About the Creator
Aiyan Turley
Returning to Innocence to my Soul for I have lost it through trauma
Remembering the golden timeline of any moments of my life
Renewing myself every day since each day is a Blessing
Rewinding the Ambrosia of my Love
Run, but do not fear
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