nothing is the same
in the sight of my eyes,
i keep on repeating your name -
was "i love you" one of your lies?
i feel like i'm getting colder
as if nothing matters anymore,
perhaps it's because i got older -
perhaps it's because you shut the door
the world is huge and i feel small
as if i need a shelter to hide in,
i keep on waiting for your call -
i keep on thinking of your skin
nothing is the same
without you kissing my lips,
i keep on burning in this flame -
i keep on thinking of all i miss.
YOU ARE READING
dandelion in a storm
Poetrya collection of poems by me to read whenever you feel happy, sad, cozy, or just in the right mood. 🕊 - find me on instagram: @elizabethbagirov cover by: @flowsofly
