Sometimes...
I just want to go back to that night,
When we were together at the beach.
I want to tell you what I actually felt that night.
I want to sing this song that goes like...
"This was the very first page, not where the storyline ends.
My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again."
Because those are the words I held back as you are leaving too soon.
"I'm enchanted to meet you."
But I probably won't sing the next part,
Because it goes like...
"Please don't be in love with someone else,
Please don't have somebody waiting on you."
YOU ARE READING
Drafted Memories
PoetryThere was a dark grey summer sky, but somehow he put colours on it (Including black).
