[ 1903 hrs. ]
two flickers of candlelight
'neath the vast starry, starry night.
i sat on the cold and damp
balcony floor
with a frustrating dry pen
and a piece of crumpled paper
writing. . . . and thinking. . . . and writing. . . .
and wondering. . . .
wondering; it could've been warmer
and brighter
had you been by my side
at this very exact time.
YOU ARE READING
IMP /SEC
Poetry─「 🕓 」 ───────── in every second of the clock, i think of you and you alone ╱|、 (˚ˎ 。7 |、˜〵 じし ˍ,)ノ ──────────────── 𝐈𝐌�...
