I get scared it’s true,
It’s something that us over thinkers do.
In the blink of an eye, a tick of the clock,
You can be taken from this earth, or just taken from me.
You could walk away, or return to where you left from.
Gone.
No longer mine to hold. No longer mine. No loner here.
Gone.
That I could not deal with,
That would be my worst wish,
Then I’d have to hear about those damn fish.
The ones they say that there’s plenty of in the sea.
But none of them are for me, but you.
None of them can swim like you do.
None are as beautiful as you.
I get scared it’s true.
You could leave.
Me alone.
You.
Gone.
This is a bit like my poem
This is a bit like my poem which is also called gone lol. Please check it out or any other one of my poems please!!!
A heart is like a puzzle. It's hard to put together when the pieces are broken and missing.
RedAsBlood :)
Whew!
Been there, and gone through that.
Fish stink!
Look towards the stars love.
There are over a billion shining for just your eyes!
In case you ever find yourself looking.
Love your write!
Hoping everything works out for you.
^_^
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
You Posit
a what if and the tragedy that would follow if left alone, the fish image was a surprise and welcome - love has to be enough - good one - Lady A~~~~