Maybe if we go stargazing,
We'll search for our stars
And find out
They were never connected
After all
YOU ARE READING
Naive Girl
PoetrySitting on the bench Thinking about what we used to be And hopelessly imagining What we could have been Completed.
Stargazing
Maybe if we go stargazing,
We'll search for our stars
And find out
They were never connected
After all
