"If time would freeze
she would will it.
Wanting to remember
the days where her soul had no cloud,
where her mind had no worry
and her heart had no irrational thump.
A wish to pause to the moment where she saw
his hair become lighter,
glistening light brown
with the angelic sunshine.
The feeling of his mischievous acts
with a playful smile.
None of her wants the countdown
to start without the possibilities of him.
All of her
wants to stop time
to stretch the memories,
chances of him."
- n/a
27/11/17
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Missing Pieces
Poetrya random collection, a sort of cohesion, of mental chaos and emotion. most of it was written years ago and is now nothing but a stamp in time, a reminder of who i was. enjoy !
