I still think of you sometimes...
When the night is quiet and my mind is loud, I remember how I used to fill the silence with your voice. But you are here no longer and your name is forgotten. Still, the words you whispered at 3 am stay like a ring in the back of my mind that I just can't turn off.
YOU ARE READING
|POEMS| The untold words...
Poetry|I never told you And you will never know The secrets the stars whispered to me That night under the moon| Cover credits to: @LeroyGraphics
