Spoiler
By no means am I still feeling this way, I'm actually quite happy; I just now consider this poem a dark/sad piece of art!
These pictures in my head are endless,
Thoughts that run around, so restless;
'Cause lately, all I see is you,
And right now,
That’s all I can do.
Like a flower petal brought helplessly against the wind,
I watched you fly away;
Me being the cause of this wind,
Regret I now convey.
And the future never looked so dark,
As I endure the nights without you;
Only to be taunted by the ghosts
Of our memories,
Their whispers I cannot undo.
2009 Vincent Cuccolo

