I hope you smell me in the sunflowers
and find me in the saturn
and see me in the black coffee
and feel me in the winter under the rain
and watch me in every sunset ,
i hope you read me between the lines of Shakespeare's poems and coldplay's songs
and fall for me with every single tones ,
i hope you hear me with every violin you play and meditate me in the paintings ,
i hope you touch everything
that reminds you of me
not to feel guilty about how you destroyed me but to feel and taste what it feels like craving for someone you can't be with .
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 .
