Like starry nights
And small parties.
Like Sunday mornings,
And rain soaked afternoons.You were gone too soon.
But now I know that it was
All due to your careless
Actions
And your Inconsequential
MovesSo I don't miss you like I used to
Like wanting you back in my arms
So I can hold you tender to my heartLike wanting just another chance with you
So I could kiss you like never before
And regretting you were gone too soonBut I don't miss you like I used to
Because now, now I see your true colours
I once had the privilege of being
Oblivious to.
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➵ Midnight Thoughts | ✔︎
PoetryRandom, collated thoughts put to paper through emotion and expressions, and a mind that works it's flow. Love, Lillian x x Disclaimer: this is purely my own work. if my lines seem similar to other poems, this is purely coincidental. some poems/boo...