Loosing you didn't hurt as much as loosing me
Loosing my passion
Loosing the ability to do my things
Everything reminds me of you
How we used to paint together
And sing our songs
The songs that made me dance once
Makes me cry now
All my writings became pale
And all my words became sad
All my words come out
Running towards you
Thirsty to meet you
Nd my tears fall
Like the river we painted once
I miss you
But I miss me before you more
YOU ARE READING
lost between the lips of emotions✨
PoetryI'm bad with beginnings , introductions and endings I'm everything stuck in the middle I'm the part where people cry the most in the movies I'm a twenty years old crisis I'm the middle of a mess with words stuck in her throat tryinna free them in h...
