As my eyes meet yours,
The world stops.
Everyone freezes,
immobilized,
I stare into your eyes,
like a perfectly blue river cascading down a valley.
Sometimes I wish you'd just notice.
Other days,
I want to know,
Do you even feel the same?
Or am I just wasting my time?
YOU ARE READING
Concrete Marshmallows | Watty's 2016
ŞiirA collection of poems mainly about love and loss. Some personal experiences, others are from different people's perspectives. It's fairly self explanatory. Every poem speaks for themselves and tells it's own story. Enjoy!
