{Two}
Missing you,
It is all I do,
The vanilla scent,
It is the past, not the present.
Eyes so blue I drown,
I feel so alone when you're not around.
How can I forget?
Your sweaters blue, grey, green and red.
Your arms holding me close,
Your kisses I miss the most.
Our never ending nights, Spending hours on useless fights.
We laid underneath the stars, Listening to the soft hum of the cars.
Soothing me while I cry, Now I look up to the sky.
"I told the stars about you,'' I whisper, above me I see the Ursa Major ''they said they liked you." I drop the paper, watching it fly along the wind, towards the sky, towards you.
"They told me you were doing fine, you should be great not fine! What is wrong? You deserve the world, I'm sorry I couldn't give it to you."
YOU ARE READING
I need you here, why are you not here? If you're not here, where are you?
Krótkie Opowiadania''I keep telling myself you are not a villain; you are just a boy. But somehow, I am always wrong. Cause you are a villain, you stole my heart and left with it.'' -Chapter Six TW: SH Alcholism Depression
