" I reminisce of unexisting sweet memories."
I remember loving and being loved by you.
I would write love letters every night to express all incommunicable emotions. We would be ourselves so quickly and nothing complex.
I would always think about you, no negativity attached. Nothing back then could pollute my image of you.
No overthinking, No jealousy of you falling for that cute boy who admitted he had feelings for you.
Nothing complex.
Just simplicity.
- Quil Penn
Sorry for the late post, it's been hectic with all the holiday stuff, so instead of waiting for next Friday i'll publish this in christmas for y'all!
YOU ARE READING
The words I couldn't say;
PoetryA collection of free thought paragraphs of an ongoing toxic and complicated love.
