What Previously Was

It's strange how we met
how my heart bled for days
And the hole that was left the moment I went away
still stays
and stains my memories
like black ink foot-prints
on the yellow brick-road of life;
The one of emotion, I wouldn't travel twice,
But I did and I lost;
It seems that I gamble life.
Rattled dice strike the floor
Like the stars that cascade your eyes.
Reiterate the size
of my heart as I reminise on a marveled life.
My heart refused to bleed,
so it started our love
and you were clearly incomplete,
so you gave us up.
Everything we had now reduced to dust,
Thus the scent that lingers like a familiar touch
reminds the two of us of what previously was.