Tick tack... tick tack...
Our time is counting down in our clock
Our time soon to be stop
So it means, we're going to be apart
Your way is on the next road, while I am staying here in the park
Wishing and hoping that you'll be back
YOU ARE READING
Moonlight
PoésiePoetry that gives me an inspiration. I wrote this as a diary. The raw of emotions we feel, the things that we think but we couldn't say. We can write it in a poem.
