far apart,
we've become strangers now.
you wouldn't recognise me anymore &
im not sure i would recognise you either,
but still-you are persistent in my dreams,
and i still feel the same ache i felt when you left.
YOU ARE READING
feelings.
Poetrya very raw description of my feelings. do not expect correct grammar because this is just what I write without editing. a mix of poems and writing on random topics. Raw. Real.
