When the night sky darkens,
people fall asleep,
the air is cooler,
and the wind scream,
the night is unmoved and unashamed by its actions that are not so tame.
When this happens:
I think of you.
I think of the happiness you gave me,
I think of the laughter we shared,
I think of the time you looked at me, unmoved and unashamed.
But as time goes on,
we don't remain the same,
we are two people who used to be tamed.
Now we have surpassed the night,
of course, we cant be the same.
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A Breath of Air
PoetryThere is a beauty that is only reserved for writing poetry. I love writing. I hope that my writing can inspire and aspire. I also, hope that my writing can make you smile, laugh, and most of all always remind you: you are not the only one. If you...
