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Memories of You

  • Foto do escritor: Natacha Cabral
    Natacha Cabral
  • 13 de jul. de 2022
  • 1 min de leitura

Dear love of my life,

I miss you.


I've been lost somewhere in the between.

I guess you didn't give me much,

not even gave me enough time for you to break my heart.

But cry not,

as I shared just the right amount of tears for us both.


Oh! My dear love,

forget me not.

Just the desire of you

won't let me go.

I've yelled to heavens to move on,

but no matter which roads I run,

I always end up stuck in the mud,

moving nowhere from the pictures of you.


You could perfectly be the love of my life.

I can honestly swear how much

I imagined me being your beautiful wife.

Yes I did.

"Yes, I do."

Fairly speaking,

it all starts where it ends,

with the memories of you.


Sometimes I wonder what went wrong,

even though I tried my best.

Perhaps the mountain was just too high from me to climb.

Still, I took the first step,

nowhere to be found and no map to hang on to,

as I couldn't even see the slightest view of you.

You left me in the dark side of the moon

with an empty water bottle,

and no path to walk through.


"What if I said...?"

"What if he knew...?"

What if...?

Never ending thoughts of you.


Just like a queen I moan in silence,

dropped my crown

and my sword of truth.

And just like a mystery that needs the right evidence,

you've been seated in my heart,

in all your absence.

Heavens and kingdoms!

Do you even know how I crave for your presence?


Dear love of my life,

no more words I have to tell.

That's all I get,

that's all I know.

I wish you could too.

Because in the end,

it all falls back to the memories of just how much,

I still love you.


13.07.2022

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