The part of me
That was you
Is gone.
I can no longer
Rise and be
Free.
I can no longer
Laugh and be
Me.
Who are you now?
Just not you.
The you
We knew.
Deep questioning poem, I like this, not a word wasted. The emotion is conveyed strongly. HG: -) xx
You have a good command of emotion. I like your title. So many things are, no longer...excellent write. Kind regards, Sandra
Left alone by the other one, we all feel incomplete. In love, the 'us' is more important than the 'I', and when after the 'us', the 'I' is left alone, it will never be the same again. Beautiful poem, I love it! Take care, Martine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
such simple words with a very deep meaning behind them.. great write nomad