stupid little me
getting lost in your eyes
they reminded me of the stars in the sky
i thought you were my wish come true
i never really was prepared to lose you
but then you left
like a star that slowly fades
no one noticed it happen
until you were gone one day
never lighting up again
i stopped lighting up too
i can't imagine a future without you
YOU ARE READING
nights are cold without you
Poetrya sequel to 'to die would be an awfully big adventure'. this book is about my healing, i learnt not to forget but to forgive (Completed)
