truly cruel;
death is certain as you are not here,
my heart aches wants you near and dear,
thought this only occurred in movies,
your face, your thoughts your sudden beauty,
i ask myself time and again,
on weekdays alone or on weekends,
did you really go and leave this earth,
for it was too early to be heading up north.
09/12/2016
YOU ARE READING
at sea (i am your serenity)
Poesíajust poems (ranging from all lengths, short and long) I have written that the world might benefit from hearing. x
