
if all it took was another note
echoing back to me
maybe sad songs
really do make me cry
a small window seeing everything except itself
before closing at a second glance
if i had another chance to say goodbye
i wouldn't
i wouldn't
rainy eyes face unearthly defeat
as a full moon repeats its arrival
baiting me to the all consuming
and asking who will bite
if you had another chance
to check if i was all right
you wouldn't
i know you wouldn't
again with your magnetic blues
ringing in my ears, and to you so antique
i can't blame you
if you don't hear sad songs the way i do
even though
i'm the one
singing them to you
About the Creator
venice
i still write, you still inspire
based in toronto
*keep an eye out for poet's notes: the story behind the poem*
follow me on ig: @curatedbyven
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.