i remember you well,
you were just a friend.
yet you would still tug my heart.
sometimes i wish that i could apologize.
but even i know that you could never mutter a simple,
"it's okay."
because the dead can't talk to the living.
YOU ARE READING
Out Of My Mind
PoesíaThese are my poems, I hope you love and understand them. Pictures are not mine, all credits belongs to the artists.
