I always feel like
I'm the most distant
To you.
I wish that I,
Could also be the one
You like the most.
I wish that I too,
Could talk freely
Around you.
But where did that freedom go?
- we don't laugh anymore
YOU ARE READING
Shattered glass
Poetry［Highest ranking: #15］"Perhaps 'it wasn't meant to be' was our meant to be" he says as he chugs down yet another drink. She looks at him and rolls her eyes, "I wonder when your organs will give up on you too".
