Honestly I was hoping
That you would come along.
Randomly, unexpectedly
Like answers to my prayers.
You're the missing melody of my song.
Pardon me if I look at you
Please forgive me if I stare
I can feel my heart beating
I hope this feeling never ends...
YOU ARE READING
When Boredom Strikes
PoetryThe sun sets. The darkness came. When boredom strikes, I think of you all over again. Then creativity starts, the journey to memory lane now begins. _______ N.B: Keep reading. May you enjoy this roller coaster ride! -Marjwiiitty
