PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

With the bow that matched the ribbons that were always in her hair

That color never quite seemed to hit me as hard as before

And all I can see now is this vision of your face

Haunting my dreams while you try to recreate

Your life, Your life



I never seemed to quite understand

What you did & why you did it, I can't

It never made much sense at all

But trusting in you

I fall, I fall

I fall.