Oh how much i miss you my lady.
Your tears meandering your cheek,
your sweet light when you smile,
your angry voice when you're weak.
Oh how much i miss your greens
And browns and whites.
Everytime you, my lady,
got me between your arms,
with kindness and love.
Oh how much i think of you over
the week, waiting for the day
I can kiss you.
YOU ARE READING
Loosing Yourself
Короткий рассказ"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened"
