Please look up from your phone
I would like to see your eyes once more
I would like to conversate again
I would like you to care.
YOU ARE READING
LOVE.
PoetryShe sits there, notebook in hand with tears streaming down her face Her tears fall onto the page as she writes of beauty and warmth. This is my story enjoy love.
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Please look up from your phone
I would like to see your eyes once more
I would like to conversate again
I would like you to care.