All these days
And all these nights
I was thinking
And hoping
All this time
You left me wondering
I was dreaming
And when I almost
Had given up
Things were changed
Everything
I thought
And hoped
Might be becoming true
Because
You might like me
Too
YOU ARE READING
Leftovers
PoesiaLeftovers Leftovers of me Every story has a piece A piece of my heart
