I wonder why you're gone.
And then it hits me.
You and I, baby, we're an oxymoron.
YOU ARE READING
Stelliferous
PoesíaWords strung together by a broken heart.... Coming out jumbled by a wary mind.... Do read if you think that Words can either build our worlds Or destroy them. "And when your whole, wide world is lost in the abyss, I'll be that start that guides you...
You And I
I wonder why you're gone.
And then it hits me.
You and I, baby, we're an oxymoron.
