eternity | vk

nineteen

being alone

is worse than i thought.

because my emotions

and my thoughts

take control.

i miss you.

i miss my sunshine,

my everything.

and when i watch the sunset

with the mingled reds,

yellows,

and pinks,

i think of the brightness

of your radiant smile.

and when i peer up

at the stars,

alone by the window,

i think of you

and what we had.

and if what we had

wasn't love,

then

what was it?