I exited the room like it was something I was
going to do it tomorrow.
I didn't.
But today,
today I continuously do it.
If I went back in time,
and told me,
3 years tomorrow,
and it'll be considered over.
But the memories which came with it.
YOU ARE READING
Airplane: A Collection of Poems
Poetry"People are like planes in an airport, and are like water coming and going from shore, some stay when a plane lands from far away, and some go like water receding from the day..."
