Before the first letters become reality
Kind, loving, small and fragile.
I never meant to disappoint you.
Love doesn’t work out the way we want.
Left behind and broken down.
My dear ex-lover,
Ever think about how it must have been for me?
Please never forget me,
Little do you know,
Every day i still think about what happened.
Anger, doubts, grief and suffering
Still haunt me every day
Explain what you wanted, and say you’re sorry.
-K.
I never meant to disappoint you.
Love doesn’t work out the way we want.
Left behind and broken down.
My dear ex-lover,
Ever think about how it must have been for me?
Please never forget me,
Little do you know,
Every day i still think about what happened.
Anger, doubts, grief and suffering
Still haunt me every day
Explain what you wanted, and say you’re sorry.
-K.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Hans Winter: | Zondag, december 10, 2017 23:19 |
| waar was je toen je mij hebt beproefd, wat had je ginder te winnen, licht je zinnen toe, geef daar je binnen wereld aan, opdat ik ermee begin te leven. hans |
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| september: | Vrijdag, november 24, 2017 22:36 |
| Voelbaar geschreven en overgebracht. Heel verdrietig maar ook mooi in het verdriet. Liefs | |
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| Auteur: Rommeltrommel4 | 
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| Gepubliceerd op: 24 november 2017 | ||
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