I had always wondered, how you could fit the whole world in your smile, like how the blue of the ocean couldn't compete to the depth of your eyes.
The rain should be ashamed of itself, for its songs of lilacs and sages were nothing compared to the soft and quiet whisper of your voice under the blanket, at night, when all the cities were unaware of the glow in my chest just looking at you.
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What Love Used To Look Like
Poesía"What Love Used To Look Like" is a collection of short prose, poems, and contemplations about love, hurt, disappointments, and brokenness anyone experiences or has experienced at least once in their short lives. The collection intends to show the di...
