Your cold whispers roaming around my mind
Seeing your dazzling eyes staring into mine
Shivering under the night sky
Wishes hanging on those shooting stars
banging at the door to your heart
Forgiving, loving and crashing apart
Gazing at those broken promises
My tears are already under your accomplices
Soon the night devours
While i was sitting on the crescent like a cower
YOU ARE READING
What We used to be.
PoetryIn the morning his face became the sun, at night his eyes became the moon. I felt like i was dancing in those blazing eyes, but the moon is never alone stars take you away with them and leave you broken up.
