My heart hurts each time I
look at my window pane, the smudge
of your handprint is still there,
reminding me of your
presence long after you are gone.
YOU ARE READING
letters to no one ➳ [poetry]
Poetry❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
➳ quadraginta quattour
My heart hurts each time I
look at my window pane, the smudge
of your handprint is still there,
reminding me of your
presence long after you are gone.