my lungs crave the fresh, unpolluted air;
my heart wants to at least once, feel loved;
my hands yearn to know what to do, what to create;
my mind desires to get rid of all this confusion, this stress, these worries, these thoughts;
and every part of me is in desperate need of more
time.
• • •
a/n: there may be less updates from now on since school has started back up recently, and i didn't expect to already be so busy...
love you all though and hope you all have a wonderful day/night <3
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
to you
कविताto you, my love • words and thoughts i could never say to you, now finally spoken through a splatter of words on a page. • • a collection of poems written from the view of someone who's fallen in love. • • • (lowercase intended) 26 in poetry - sept...
