There's an aching part of me
That longs for more than what I had before.
I long for warm kisses
On the cold nights of autumn,
The beaming glances
In the scowls of the crowd.
I want what they have,
I want what I should've had..
But most of all,
I think I want you.
Most of all,
I want us.
YOU ARE READING
Watch Your Words
PoetryInstead of blurting out my innermost emotions to everyone around me, I put them in here. Feel special. Enjoy it. Thank you for reading.
