I can see the glimmering reflection of the sunset's light in your eyes, as well as your erratic smile.
Only fragments of what I can still recall.
Days, months, or years might be
Our chances of seeing each other again are getting smaller.
Not expecting much,
And with a few words left to say,
Our paths separated forever there.
YOU ARE READING
I Should've Hugged You The Last Time I Saw You
PoesíaWould it make any difference? If we knew that it was the last time we would see each other again?
