Write to me anything,
These words will never be read...
Falling in the arms of amnesia,
maybe them will show protection,
deleting them from memory,
after a summer storm,
vanished in few seconds.
Inside will be alived anonymous feelings
and they will ask why they're here,
screaming for a reason
which never be said by a person,
just a heart is able,
how real tears come
when you are alone in room.
YOU ARE READING
Words in Blue
Poetry✦I am on the other side of the Earth, clutch in arms the pillow case, waiting for the heart to calm down, because I'm not capable to admit that I can't bother you with my questions, to show you I am not a little girl, that I can ask you about your f...
