Blondevia

You remind me of summertime. Not because you're warm or kind But because after you I never felt warmth again. You remind me of innocence. Not because of your child-like mind But because after you Stole my innocence I was tainted. You remind me of anger. Not because I've ever seen your temper But because after you True happiness no longer existed for me. You remind me of darkness. Not because of wonderful dreams But because after you There was no light left in my world. You remind me of pain Not because I've ever seen you suffer But because after you I wanted nothing more than to destroy myself. You remind me of hatred. No