June 13, 2016
Why it's been days since they first spoke as friends,
Yet they look like it's the first time they've seen each other again.
Oh it's proven in their
Early morning text messages.
You'd find him plucking the strings of her guitar (along with her heart),
Exchanging sign languages,
Walking and laughing together,
Even when everyone teases.
"Are they really just friends?
It seems like there's something betwen them."
Jam on bread and music sessions for their childish heads
The hours they spend together don't seem to end,
And when the day is over they'd eat before saying the words, "God bless!"
YOU ARE READING
Mindless
PoetryIn here lies pieces of Katherine's mind. What it felt like to love someone and what it felt to be left behind. She is a wanderer, one who writes poems about her adventures. This is her most prized possession, the Mindless days of her wandering hear...
