Welcome to the world of the dead,
this is the first thing that was said to me
when you took my soul,
my heart and some of me
and you were not satisfied with that,
so you began to snatch everything,
you appear in front of me
in every corner and every place
I run away from you
I find you,
you don't want me to feel safe
because you have always
been confident that you are my only wishes, and if you ask me now
I will tell you
that I suffer from you,
when I try to solve my weakness,
I find you as if you prevent me
from staying incomplete and my deficiency was like you.
YOU ARE READING
Dear You...
Poesialetters 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 .
