yes, i still think of you
the boy from my french class
who only ever listened to pink floyd as he said
who would go on about this single movie for hours
and never seemed to get boring no matter how long i studied him
that's how much of an impact you had on me
and all i could listen to was my old
wish you were here record for months
i played it over and over again in the darkness
and my heart smiled and cried at the same time
that's the feeling of nostalgia
i'm gonna see you again soon
my lips quiver as i type this
will you remember me?
did i matter to you?
it feels like these are the only questions that have ever mattered to humanity,
they're inked into my skin
and flow through my veins
i want to tell you of the nights that i thought over and over again how i wish you were here to fall asleep alone
maybe we're gonna be something in the future
YOU ARE READING
tides ○ a collection of poems
Poetrypoetry II. i'm still trying to find the right words started 15/3/18 all of the following poems, excerpts, thoughts and playlists are my own • remember to vote if you like it • please do not steal you can find the cover image here: https://pinteres...
