The glasses before your eyes,
somehow ask me to smile.
Your actions tell me that you care,
and my heart skips when you stare.
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...
Glasses
The glasses before your eyes,
somehow ask me to smile.
Your actions tell me that you care,
and my heart skips when you stare.
