The End
The end is coming
Near is the last page
Along with me finally leaving you
And finding a space that is new
No one reads what I write
My thoughts are for myself
But it won't take long
'till they are forgotten
Now the memories
of the song we used to cry over
Seem to flood back
Never liked that feeling
But for once, this looks happy
Texts, creations of my own old loves.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Quando O Jovem Descobre o Amor
PoesiaPensamentos transformados em poesia. Poemas em inglês e português - autorais
