ᝰ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒔 ᝰ
for J.
I never thought I would still feel that way,
until you hugged me so softly today.
Your hands laid on my hips,
next to your heart were my lips.
That moment has lasted longer in my view,
the world was empty except me and you.
Endless nights i felt so blue
while thinking about you.
For one night you were mine again
but now it's only me and my pen.
Writing with no regrets,
still smelling your cigarettes.
YOU ARE READING
𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎
Poetry✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒎𝒔 ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ (english is not my native language)