I was there...
I was just...there
Looking....listening
To your sweet voice,to your delicate laugh
Then I realized
He's happy
Why can't I do the same for myself then?
I closed my eyes,breathed many times and...just smiled.
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He's Not Coming Back
PoetryDear heart, why him? This book is not a story,it is my thoughts that I wanted to be left unsaid.Words that I can't tell him,thoughts about him.....the painful ones. P.S. Some words or phrases here are not mine,got it from everywhere.Maybe 15%/100% (...
