I need someone to look me in the eyes and ask me are you really okay?
I need someone to pick up my tears from the ground and hold me in their arms without telling me to keep going. Because being weak is not possible in your situation.
I need someone to burry my head in the crook of their shoulder and just breathe with them, together, in the same rhythm.
I need someone to make me feel something.
This is the reason I miss you.
YOU ARE READING
tides ○ a collection of poems
Puisipoetry 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...
