I'm living in blurry shadows that have the shape of your face. I'm living in empty bottles, wishing all will come to an end. I see your face in everything or maybe that's the only way I want to see, you've told me they're coming but I know it's not for me. I've tried to fill the lonely nights with memories of you and me, but that only drags me to tears it's hard to be here. Now they're getting more closer I know they're going to take you away from me, there's nothing I can do to save but you just gotta listen to me; don't ever let them destroy you, please don't forget about me...
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Noches de Locura || Poems
PoesíaHere you will find yourself at late night reading poems about love and universes, here I will post all of my poems in English and Spanish for you to enjoy and feel related with some of them, let me know what you think and leave a heart in the commen...
