It hurts like hell to watch time goes by and you're not coming back
Seasons goes by
Every winter is the same without you
Cold and lonely
The gloomy sky reminds me of the conversations we used to have by the fireplace,
as we watch the snow fall
Contemplating about how much we miss summer nights
The hot beach at your favorite spot on the island.
We talked about the future like it's already written for us.
But there is no us.
YOU ARE READING
Fragile
Poetry"Every word that was once thrown at me made the glass shattered at the end." Collection of poems
