It's a black sea inside the heart,
where ancient memories are drowned.
Giving up looking for a heaven,
I've never known it doesn't exist.
I saw how someone
drawing a heart in snow,
maybe that's a love I couldn't feel.
YOU ARE READING
Words Painted Blue
Poesía✦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...
