• joie_arts_ 5w

    When she left

    When she left,
    Nothing ever felt right anymore,
    And I wept.

    When I wept,
    She never heard my cries,
    And I stopped.

    When I stopped,
    I saw her coming back,
    And I stared.

    She came back,
    After I wept and stopped,
    Was this right?

    What comes first,
    Between these; left and right?
    She first left!

    ©joie_arts_