There's always a poem for lost love

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I guess I’ll take a vacation

To the South Pole

When the Sun arrives

Remnants will be dancing in the lights

There’s a teardrop in the floor

It’s not yours, it’s not mine

There’s this track we used to love

But all it brings back is regret

We were so close to each other

And maybe shortage is what you looked for

You diminish my lifespan

You break down my hopes

And I was the downtown kid

Everyone wants to have an adventure with

I thought our bonds wouldn’t trim

I thought lies wouldn’t ever be real

But now I’m moving on

I’m not escaping from the town

I’m looking at our old photos

with dry eyes

With eyes of a lover who wasn’t wrong

My mind’s blank of remorse

I don’t wanna drown

In the “we were so close”

And looking in the mirror

I look torn

I may look broke

But I just need some fix

I’ll coin these hours

That are left of my life

We need September to reach October

And October to end the lies

And maybe cupid missed its shot

Maybe he wasn’t accurate enough

But I don’t regret, I never do

I was never wrong by loving you

Footsteps faded in the snow

Like an earned glory song

There are strings, trumpets and choirs

But your war cry didn’t belong

Miscalculations and misplacements

Made by a foolish boy

I expected too much from you

You ought to grow too slow

Maybe love was unrequited

because you were overrated

and then kisses were deflected

and turns to speak were waited

I am nothing but true

When I say that I loved you

I am yet to wipe tears

I look inside there’s no more fear

Sorrow’s no longer by my rear

Happiness will shake and stir.