I wrote this poem simply to get my emotions out over my past relationship. I needed an outlet to deal with my thoughts and the pain. With the person I was with, nothing felt real. It was all empty. It was wasted love. I was born in the last days of August. Hence, I’m a summer child with a little bit of autumn in me. The picture resembles me in the way it mimics my hair, pose and eyebrows. Also, the fact that my friends picture me with flowers and my best friend pictures me as the color yellow/orange. This is for all the ex-lovers who gave up on love but still have a bit of hope inside of them.
