these days i cannot lift my pen to write,
the dust of chores spoils my paper,
in moments of sheer desolation, i think of you,
and return sadder to match the weather's hue.
YOU ARE READING
Stains | Completed
Poetry❝the day you'll return, is when i'll write about rainy days and coffee stains.❞ *** Lowercase intended for stylistic purposes. A poetry book. Other information inside. Completed. Cover credits to @Zayn_Imagines. ♠ My original work. All rights are re...
