Watching the city pass by below as I recount the moments
The time spent with you
From almost knocking you over in the airport
To hugging goodbye too many times
Every moment next to you in bed
And the anxiety-filled seconds at prom dinner
Right next to the careless hours of dancing
All that time spent with you
But still a hole is left behind
An empty chill that only you could keep away
Nothing more than a forgotten moment
Living on in the back of my head
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Poetry For The Masses
PoetryA collection of poetry and poetic stories written by myself about varying topics, from simple pleasures to fantasy worlds to real problems. Organized in the order of which they're written, these stories make up thoughts and ideas that pass through m...
