My Once Was
You have been my enjambment,
The who i used to call tangent.
Your looks connived,
And i was conviced .
Yet you left without a notice .
I saw your messages
Tons like spiderwebs ,
They struck my heart ,
A jibed such scars .
Dear my once was my happiness
And so you know ,you gave lessons
For i am not a fool ,
For i was never a tool ,
Those heartbreaks and headboards ,
Will one day make me a perfect lover .
Copyright © Paris Thulare | Year Posted 2021
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