I could have never guessed
The reason why I'm so obsessed
The obscurity in your eyes
Can hold so much truth or lies
I cannot help but to bewilder
From something I can't decipher
Staring into your ocean blue beads
Like diving into its depth, with no idea where it leads
It's so clear, yet blurry
And the only thing I can descry
Is the reflection of someone who's at sea
And that "someone," was me
YOU ARE READING
Fall
PoetryAlternative title: Autumn Melancholic thoughts, twisted dimensions, and fallen colors Summer, Autumn, Winter, and Spring. This story tells about memories in autumn. As a season changes, there comes another one. The contents of this book are purely p...
