Stars that aren't burning
And hearts that aren't yearning
Every
Day
Like
Mine
And
Yours
Did we make something?
Did we break something?
I
Can't
Tell
Did I love you?
Did I hurt you?
Who
Can
Say?
Aren't
They
The
Same?
YOU ARE READING
It Was Thus, Or Whatever
PoesíaMy words are not thoughts or simple meanings They are feelings And believings And everything-in-betweenings... This is my assorted writings collection. It's mostly poetry. I hope you enjoy.
