As I wave bye to my love,
Past,
I only can think of her,
Present,
Tear pouring through her eyes,
Gone,
Makes me feel lesser than ever,
Now,
For as she cries, I cry,
Forever,
But forever aint for now,
Its only saved until later.

Richardo

Have you ever only been caught up by the present but to know it will hurt more in the future?

Thanks for reading
Richardo Wilson