all I've got now is pictures, and theories, conspiracies
a web of lies in my hindsight
a tangling of limbs in the twilight
where have i gone?
all i've got now is a birds eye and a street view
on google maps,
scrolling through my home streets at two am
trying to pretend that i'm there again,
because i miss you...
i want to kiss you...
where have i gone?
YOU ARE READING
Heartless and Disorientated
PoesíaF. T. Willz wannabe I'm a tortured poet I guess -all photography is by me-