I always think of you, I've made that quite clear
But what about you?
Do I ever cross your mind?
Do I ever leave it?
YOU ARE READING
Pretty Things, like the Moon and You (a stream of thought by a girl in love)
PoesiaThis was supposed to be a poem But I can't write one, because there are no assortments of these 26 letters that showcase how I feel You are poetry in and of yourself And I swear I can feel words and metaphors Etched into every part of my skin you ha...
your thoughts
I always think of you, I've made that quite clear
But what about you?
Do I ever cross your mind?
Do I ever leave it?
