
Remember Our Song
You played it once, just once for me
that quiet tune in minor key
a whisper low, a secret kept
that hummed beneath the nights we slept
I held your hand, I knew the notes
each one sank deep inside my throat
we didn’t speak, we didn’t need
the melody could make us bleed
You left the record by the door
dust gathered where you stood before
I never moved it, couldn’t bear
to see the space, to feel the air
The song still plays inside my mind
each word you meant, each chord in kind
but silence clings where music grew
and every echo ends with you
Love ended oh too soon
No happy ending no honeymoon
I guess we was never meant to be
yet still our song haunts me.

About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️

Comments (1)
10+ Marie, another great poem for the gem box. 💗 "I held your hand, I knew the notes each one sank deep inside my throat" like every good love song should be