one glance at you, and my heart pounds. it pounds in a constant beat, it stomps on the shattered remains that you left my heart in. you were never mine, and i was never yours. but you held a fraction of my heart, in the seconds of each stolen look. i can't dwell on what never was, but i can't stop myself from dreaming of the endless possibilities where we could have been.
YOU ARE READING
Touch the Sky
Poetryfor anyone who has ever been told to get their heads out of the clouds.
