• amsterdam 66w

    Funny how I pretend
    I'm not breaking when
    Piece by piece of my
    Happiness leaves
    A trail of chilled sadness
    In places, I don't want
    Anyone to know about.

    Funny how I pretend
    I'm not longing for someone
    When I sleep on the side
    Of the bed where I won't
    See the shadows of the past
    And I leave the lights open
    To exorcise the ghosts of those
    Who left without saying
    A lukewarm goodbye.

    Funny how I pretend
    I'm not weeping on random nights
    I am alone in the company
    Of bottled memories
    And a suitcase of regrets.

    Funny how I pretend
    I'm not grieving over dead feelings
    And wilted flowers
    I've pressed ever so gently
    In between the lonely pages
    Of my vintage diary
    That once upon a time
    Bed of roses to vows
    Of endless affection
    Whispered by sweet lips
    Glazed with ample deceit.

    Funny how I pretend,
    I'm not faking my smiles and
    I'm not hurting anymore.
    Funny how I pretend
    I am not weeping on random nights
    I am alone in the company
    Of bottled memories
    And a suitcase of regrets.

    ©amsterdam



    ©amsterdam
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    Funny how I pretend
    I am not weeping on random nights
    I am alone in the company
    Of bottled memories
    And a suitcase of regrets.

    ©amsterdam