To An Island

When I think back to what we were,

all those years ago when I use to sneak into your room,

there was this feeling inside of me,

that crept up when you were around,

and sank back down when I’d leave.

Now that feeling’s dead and gone,

like a ripple it faded away,

into an ocean full of regrets,

to an island called ‘please don’t come back’,

and that’s where it will stay.

~ ‘To An Island’

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