it was only a split second
yet it was the best part of my life
knowing you
it felt so extremely special
telling secrets till three in the morning
you and i
that time is long gone now
and god i miss it so fucking much
i miss you
i thought we could be more
and for a brief moment, we were-
something more
the funny thing about brief
is that it always means something short
not long
so i guess this is goodbye
i think i'm done holding onto you
i love you
YOU ARE READING
anything and everything in between
Poetrycome inside my mind. dont be scared. ill hold your hand the whole time
