life's a dust in galaxies
witnessed the first time
you kissed for a final midnight
i will say goodbye
this is our final midnight
being together
our lives never been better
if we never were forbidden
this the final midnight
of us being together
begged you don't leave
please remember me
this is the final midnight
in the forest with you
the final midnight
until we die
YOU ARE READING
sleepless nights
PoetryEvery night, I think, I write and cry. All of my sleepless nights, I became more productive, self-harming, leaving scars on me. After all of that, I realized and told myself, "Do you think all of that was worth it?" While my tears crawling down my f...
