I am trapped with the habit
Of listening to you talk;
All night,
And now you left,
But my heart still lingers
When the clock hits midnight
Just to hear your voice.
I wish my body was not designed to remember a few actions at least.
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In The Name Of Forever
PoetryHi ! It's just my thoughts maybe a poem or just some memories hidden in those words. Please ignore my flaws. Will improve eventually. Hope you like it :) And do share ❤️
