I wonder, what has drawn you to me,
Is it my looks? Or the way I talk?
Is it my smile? Or the way I laugh?
Or is it because I'm way too giving that I can be taken advantage of?
Or is it because of this naive nature of mine?
That refuses to believe that people can be so cold, so cruel,
That love is a feeling that's so sacred that it stays,
That everything happens for a reason,
And that we could never be apart,

I really thought about it hard when you,
Would call me an angel or call me pretty,
When you would only look at me until I would be bright red,
Or when you would smile and hold me,
As if I meant the world to you,
But really, what was I to you?

Yes I know,
I know that I could never find the reason for all this pain that I'm feeling,
That I would still smile an empty smile,
That I would try to be happy even when,
You were the one who left me,
Even when all those moments turned into dust,
Just because those were lies,

But all those memories in my head,
I still treasure them,
Because I think they are beautiful,
And that it was the only time where I can call it,
My first love,
But these tears kept clouding my vision as I type this question,

Where are you my love? Where did you go?

© amyd