First Drafts
- Missing Piece -
You watch the sun rise before your eyes,
and you wish she sees the same thing,
but she sees the moon.
You wish she was right beside you,
and you feel cold,
missing the warmth she gave.
You wish she was dreaming of you,
and that the dreams were pure bliss
and not sorrows.
You wish to go home,
but you know that it was a sacrifice,
you both decided to take.
So instead of taking in the warmth
of the morning sun,
you lay there still,
holding onto her picture
deep in your chest,
wishing for her.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryFeatured on the Wattpad Anthologies Profile. @WattpadAnthologies As the clock ticks, the pen on her hand taps rhythmically to the words in her head. Her finger runs through the cover of the journal, and her mind goes on a trip to memory lane, bringi...
