Category : Poems

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While I hear the noise of cars 
Passing down the street,
 I drink the last glass of wine 
Left by you on the bed.

  Thinking about our kissing in the rain, 
Like a flashback, flood my memory. 

 I would really like to know what is happening, 
It is not easy to read my own thoughts. 
There are things I cannot explain, 
Tthe things I have lost, the things I still have. 

 You drag me through places
 I would never go again.

You leave me breathless, 
Forcing me to listen to our
 Only favorite song played 
Obsessively on the radio 21.

I feel confused,
 You remained like a shadow.
I drink the last glass of red wine, 
Trying to ignore you.