i will never forget the fleeting moments you gave me in our little "forever";
those mornings we laid in bed whispering sweet nothings to each other.
your honey stained eyes staring at awe into mine and i tell myself,
"nothing in existence could be more beautiful than this,"
those mundane afternoons sat on the couch eating take out, watching 'how i met your mother'.
my head laid on your lap, your hand tangled in my hair,
and your laughter, that sweet sound, filling the air.
those warm cimmerian nights i spent nudging you to wake from your quiet slumber--
what happened to us?
- in december
YOU ARE READING
Excerpts Vol.1
RandomAn assortment of creative literature I've found myself writing in my confined space of 4 walls and a desk, all tucked away in this little nook. From poems to dramatics to entire chapters as though they were ripped out of a novel. Here are excerpts...
