As I turned the pages
My inner self panicked
I didn't imagine
That story has its own ending
And I'm fading.
YOU ARE READING
Forever is Over
PoetryHe's my kryptonite been bugging my mind at night silently writing this poem when suddenly I think about him.
Pages
As I turned the pages
My inner self panicked
I didn't imagine
That story has its own ending
And I'm fading.
