do you think of me?
when you sit absently at work on an idle thursday afternoon?
do you tell your friends about me?
when you go out for drinks on a lazy monday for happy hour?
i think about you
even when i'm buried up to my neck in documents
i tell my friends about you
even when i'm surrounded by nothing other than strangers
YOU ARE READING
words whispered in the wind
Poesía~~~~ these words I whisper to myself these words I whisper in the wind and hopefully, these words you will whisper out loud to yourself when you look at the clock and see that it's three am once again ~~~~ All rights reserved.
