02-27-2017, 12:36 AM 
	
	
	
		First Edit
I added a little more story... Thanks for bearing with my heartbreak - I'm concerned it's a little cliche.
Since Day One
It started with you,
This year...
Guiding me through the crowds of people,
Your hand on my back.
This year,
Won't end with you.
Your hand on my back.
Guiding me,
"I will not give up on you."
As I slowly lit the fuse
To ignite my heart.
I ended you,
And me,
Us.
Like the fireworks,
Just a temporary show.
Red and green and gold...
And then only blackness.
We've been sitting on dynamite.
Original
Hey everyone,
Be gentle with me; it's my first ever post and poem.
Looking forward to working with you all! Thanks for reading
It started with you,
This year...
This year,
Won't end with you.
I ended you,
and me.
Us,
As the fireworks,
Just a show.
Red and green and gold...
And then only blackness.
We've been sitting on dynamite,
-since day one
	
	
	
I added a little more story... Thanks for bearing with my heartbreak - I'm concerned it's a little cliche.
Since Day One
It started with you,
This year...
Guiding me through the crowds of people,
Your hand on my back.
This year,
Won't end with you.
Your hand on my back.
Guiding me,
"I will not give up on you."
As I slowly lit the fuse
To ignite my heart.
I ended you,
And me,
Us.
Like the fireworks,
Just a temporary show.
Red and green and gold...
And then only blackness.
We've been sitting on dynamite.
Original
Hey everyone,
Be gentle with me; it's my first ever post and poem.
Looking forward to working with you all! Thanks for reading

It started with you,
This year...
This year,
Won't end with you.
I ended you,
and me.
Us,
As the fireworks,
Just a show.
Red and green and gold...
And then only blackness.
We've been sitting on dynamite,
-since day one

 

 
