To the stars
we failed to reach,
to the dreams
we failed to protect,
to the love
we failed to nurture.
YOU ARE READING
Found This Book Somewhere In The Forest
Poetry"Talk to my soul later midnight, when the moon's at its peak. That's the only way of communication that I know, because my physical lips will stutter if I told you about how I want to tear my human skin apart and go out."
this is for you
To the stars
we failed to reach,
to the dreams
we failed to protect,
to the love
we failed to nurture.
