Some More of Yesterday
When it was all different
It hurts me when you're hurting
It feels like you've had a bad run of all the worst things
Without you I don't feel I'm able to laugh,
but I hope you find the laughter that I lack
Can I order some more of yesterday?
When it was all different,
and you didn't crave space
It's not supposed to be this way
Can I have some more of yesterday?
It hurts me when you're hurting,
Things stay still,
but the tide is always turning
Without you I don't feel I'm able to laugh,
but I hope you find the laughter that I lack
Can I order some more of yesterday?
When things were different,
and you didn't crave space
It's not supposed to be this way
Can I have some more of yesterday?
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Comments (4)
I wish I can have more of yesterday too. Loved your poem!
Exquisitely written!!! Loving it!!!❤️❤️💕
Simply beautiful. I'd like to order some more of yesterday myself. Nicely done, Frankie.
Sometimes it's nice to have back a piece of the past. Wishful thinking, I suppose. Take care! Nice poem.