Are you really whom I looked for?
Are you really the one whom I called for?
Now the snow falls on the slope,
And I call your name.
With the endless eternity, I walk by your side,
I look into your eyes.
And feel like falling.
I miss you as the spring approaches,
I miss you as the rain approaches.
The dust which coated my heart, is now fading,
And I take a step,
Towards you.
My love, towards you.
-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｡┈┈⋆
