Thinking of you,
Thinking of me,
Of what we could be
I wanna fly away. Somewhere far away.
Like a dream that I do not want to see.
Our promises,
Our memories,
I loved them as they came to me.
But now that you're gone,
I do not wish to see
All these dreams that you left with me.
YOU ARE READING
words from my heart
PoetryI write things as they come to me upon occasion. "Words from *my* heart" is a personal collection of things I write without rules or special form. Thank you for reading them if you do, for they find their way out into the world. I hope some of what...
