the coffee tasted
like loneliness
and books
are not surviving me anymore ,
the songs
aren't healing me ,
i adore the view
of your eyes
and the way i saw the good parts in you
and your mesmerising heart ,
i love you
in a ways that you won't imagine it ,
my coffee needs
your company
and books
are reminders of you ,
songs
are now a way to escape from the reality to the imagination with you ,
i can't handle your departure
please come back soon .
YOU ARE READING
Dear You...
Poetryletters and feelings written in this book in the form of a blame or a little longing , feeling worried about a love story that didn't work and ended from the beginning hurt , but what hurts the most is waiting for someone that will never come back .
