THIS IS A COLLECTION OF POEMS UNDER A SINGLE TITLE (Republish, extraline :) )
XVII. Part 2. an ode to those who's sorrows i collect;
i heard your cries
and your tears rained down on me.
the weight of the water of your unlove
is almost enough to drown yourself.
so i plucked those stars from your sky.
and now all i ask of you is please,
forget about me
So, what did you think when you read that. Even if it was the most unintelligible scene that flashed across your mind, I'd like to know.
read part one of this poem, it'll give you a broader understanding of the overall plot of this collection. :D