because we were beautiful,
that shyness got me, when you hesitated for so long before finally kissing me because we ran out of time, which by the way will be the end of us:
time.
you made me become the best version of myself during our short time together.
and then may came
the drama in my life surfaced and you told e you were leaving for a year in another country, when i told you i was ready to wait, you told me we had to go on living.
and i was so fragile at that moment i could only see you and my feelings.
just stay...
YOU ARE READING
𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚎
Poetrywhat is it ? it's inspired by the idea of mini albums. they represent part ans stories that what we call : THE HEART