i dreamed about you last night
we were at a bridge
our bridge
and we were admiring the moon and the stars
i held you tight in my arms and felt your warmth
then i woke up
with tears in my eyes
and coldness around me
and i realized that i am alone again
but at least i saw you
even if it was just a dream
YOU ARE READING
the art of life
Poetryfalling in love is like becoming a new person. everything seems either beautiful or ugly. or all of it. because love can make you feel both.
