I don't have a story,
But I do have secrets.
Tell me what you want to hear,
After all these years.
After all these pretend,
We are nearly the end.
We were the stars in the dark sky,
We would meet every night.
Waiting for you to come,
So together we can end this game.
we started this with a hi,
we shall end this with a bye!
YOU ARE READING
Poem a day
PoetryWritting was never her favourite thing to do but soon came loneliness and took over, she was away from everything. Nothing went the way she planed, she was tired of life. A pen and a paper became her best friends. She began to write,write poems on h...
