fortsättning på förra dikten
Kände att den förra dikten var lite mörk. Den stämmer dock överens om hur jag känner just nu. Men jag bestämde mig idag för att skriva en dikt om hopp. En som jag hoppas kommer kunna stämma överens med hur jag känner mig (även om det tar 1 månad innan jag känner såhär som dikten berättar)
Den här dikten var svår att posta, inte att skriva. Men det tar emot att lägga ut den. Så: enjoy the poem
In desperation I searched the world for you.
All I found was people who reminded of you.
I visited the last place I saw you and felt joy again
I thought I heard your voice in my head, whispering the things I wanted you to whisper
I always thought it was meant to be you and me
I walk my roads in solitude, looking over my shoulder to see if you have come back to me.
I get the feeling that one day you will. And I dont have to wander into the black future alone.
Den här dikten var svår att posta, inte att skriva. Men det tar emot att lägga ut den. Så: enjoy the poem
In desperation I searched the world for you.
All I found was people who reminded of you.
I visited the last place I saw you and felt joy again
I thought I heard your voice in my head, whispering the things I wanted you to whisper
I always thought it was meant to be you and me
I walk my roads in solitude, looking over my shoulder to see if you have come back to me.
I get the feeling that one day you will. And I dont have to wander into the black future alone.
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