There is this girl.
Someday you meet her.
You talked to her maybe fell for her.
She is beautiful and a little bit naive.
Her sense of humour is special.
She got long black hair and there is a glimmer in her eyes when she is looking at you.
You shared conversations,moments and the same bed.
There is a thin line connecting you both.
The beginning of a young love.
I can see all of that so clearly cause I'm sitting in the corner where you left me.
Told me to wait and watch.
I think I need to stand up, go home.
There is an empty space where you can leave her, tell her to wait.
And there is no difference between me and her but my hair is blond and I left .
YOU ARE READING
Before you Sleep
PoetryThis is a gift for you I want to invite you. Take a look inside my mind. Maybe it helps keeping your thoughts from running wild. Maybe ist shows you that we all break sometimes and that is fine. Maybe it gives you some sort of relieve before going t...
