Am I in love with a person of dust?
Did I fall for a dream of mine?
Will I ever wake up happy?
Cuz I know...
When I open my eyes,
Your embrace fades away...
All that's left, are memories of thoughts,
Shining like salty teardrops...
The taste of my love.
DU LIEST GERADE
Late night thoughts
PoetrySometimes, late @night, I just think about life, it's beauty, and the pain... one day I discovered that I cold write these thoughts down... so, here we are now♥️
