It's the little things like the smell of rain and faint cigarette smoke that reminds me of home
It's the smell of you still left on my pillows that makes me feel a little less alone
It's the little things our love was made of that makes it so hard to forget
It's those things I took for granted and now all I know is regret
STAI LEGGENDO
Hollow Mind
PoesiaI'm struggling to feel more than numb, They say that time is supposed to heal you but look what it has done. If pain is a void, then I'm completely hollow and undone. Just some random asorted poetry, nothing more than a means of self expression.
