Here

I buried my memories here,
Along with my emotions,
Here; it’s just a place,
Not even a home,
But it’s where I met her for the first time,
I never thought it would be a memory anyway,
I never thought I’d see her again anyway,
But it happened, and here I am,
Reminiscing the memories we buried here.
She made me believe that two hearts could beat as one,
And so I thought our hearts did,
People stare at others; they look where their feelings are.
I thought my feelings were here, right here where she was,
But it was a fallacy,
Because here, this place, it had no idea about what I felt.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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