Another poem. I feel as though it may be my best yet.

She was never yours.

You agonise over the mistake you made.

You will always get the very best of me.

Your light is fading away.

I love you more each and every day.

Your love is pure bliss.

Just a poem written by me. A poem called: You cannot be saved.

Broken you stand in the darkness.
Tears are running down your face.
Tears are dropping on the cold stone floor.
You will forget the days when only sunshine posessed your delicate soul….

You have such a radiant light about you.

Certain things are better left unsaid.