I wonder if I'll ever see you again
Morphing and shaping into the clouds
And when it's raining so loud
I wonder if I'll hear your voice.
And when the hurricanes hit
And destroy everything around
I wonder if I'll feel your touch again.
When the sun will rise and shine
Will I feel your warmth all over me?
And I wish I could be with you on cloud nine
But now you're just a memory
Who lives rent free in my mind.
YOU ARE READING
MY SIDE OF THE STORY
PoetryDuring the past few years I found out that people I used to be friends with would talk about me behind the scenes, creating their own scripts and scenarios & making me the villain in their own story. Not only that, the general public, along with soc...
