I stay up till three,
thinking of what we could have been,
if I wasn't so fucking stupid,
maybe it wouldn't be like this,
sure,I might wouldnt agree,
even if I didn't knew bout this...
but I didn't knew it would come up to this,
till we barely speak..
"reach out to me"
is what I wish,
whisper to myself,
that it'll be fine,
asking my friends,
if it's gonna be 'alright'.
YOU ARE READING
♡ The Sky Looks Beautiful ♡
ПоэзияHi!It's me Younha again.I'm here with another book.But it's a poetry book where I would let all of my feelings into words which what I'm really great at. ~Vote and Comment~
