The Day That We Met, by Convalescence Subscribe to rss feed for <font color=#FFFFFF>Convalescence</font>

The chills down my spine.
The ice on my heart.
Depression inside.
It is just a part.

I don't know what to say,
I don't know what to do.
It seems I am no one 
since I lost you.

I don't know who I am,
and I never did.
You chose my path,
but for you-I won't wish.

I made a choice,
and it was for the good.
I did what was right,
and what anyone should.

I don't know what to do.
I'm glad for goodbye.
I don't know how
to go on with life.

I'm not okay,
..And... I still regret..
yes.. I still regret
the day that we met.
Posted: 2010-01-07 20:56:37 UTC

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