I've stopped finding happiness in my mind,
Because that's exactly where I lost it.
Wonder if I can ever catch up,
I am just a nothing and you are a piece of art.
You are a player with matches,
And I got a paper heart.
H.S
YOU ARE READING
The Letter Box
Poetry⸙͎۪۫⋆ a collection of poems. Day flows slowly, As the distance between us grows. The birds chirp but my soul is low, To hold hands and not to drift apart more. I quote a poem too, Which I call, "a letter from me to you". ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆
