Endings
You said there is always an end to everything that exists
that someday all the things man had made will fall into nothing but ashes and ruins
and that those heavy carvings on the ancient egyptian walls would soon fade. Since then,
I've been meaning to ask you if your love has an end too and would it be nothing but ashes
and memories soon to be dust off by us both in the future.
YOU ARE READING
Under The Late October Skies
PoetryI am looking for the kind of love that is worthy of me and my words. ☽☀☾ -You will lose yourself in nirvana on this very surface and then- i will teach you how to navigate the stars knowing that even if you lose me, you will find your way back. ...
