"do you still think about her?"
every day.
when a room goes quiet, my thoughts always find their way back to you.
as my eyes refuse to close, the image of you flashes in my head.
your name is always on the tip of my tongue, and your memory is always the first one to surface.
you are the one thing i will never forget.
you see, there isn't a day when i don't miss you.
YOU ARE READING
poems i never meant to write
Poetrya collection of confusing, delicate, and inconsistent poetry. short or long, each poem comes from the heart.
