Good-Bye Poem by Samantha Gaio

I wrote you in a february's day,
when the cold freezes everything, the heart too.
On a sheet of paper I abandoned you
and then I've never found you again.

Of you I remember just few verses,
disconnected, alone and lost.
You were the most beautiful poem I've never written,
perfect, exactly as I wanted you to be.

But now you're just a sheet of many,
abandoned, crumpled
or maybe already destroyed.

With you I lost a piece of me,
but life goes on,
with our missed opportunities,
with our broken hearts.