i wish i could see through your eyes when we're separated,
just to know how you act when I'm not there.
does the air get harder for you to breathe like it does for me?
does the moon lose its glow like it does for me?
do the stars disappear,
leaving the sky a blank black sheet?
YOU ARE READING
poetry for the poetic: 5
Poetrythis is my fifth poetry book on this profile! please check out my other 4 x thank you for reading ❤️
