At the end of it ,
i lost my spring garden
and I'm on my own in saturn
and my coffee taste like worse than ever ,
and i realised that all i wanted was you
and it's still you
but the fate between us lately
is impossible,
we will not become together
and I don't know if you feel the same way as I feel,
but I can't stand the distance
and I can never approach you,
and a little of you is like a lot of everything
I dreamed of,
I wish you knew that you are really everything I suffer from and at the same time you are all that I want,
I want you to understand what
I mean from each letter in these scattered pages and every word reflects my feeling that I kept with me.
YOU ARE READING
Dear You...
Поэзияletters 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 .
