Nostalgia
I took a glimpse on you-
you were
sitting
at the edge
of the bridge
beside me,
and the wind
was tousling
your hair
aesthetically.
You still has
a pair
of glowing eyes,
and has that
innocent smile.
At that moment,
we were like
lovers
meeting again.
All at once,
I remembered
how you
captured
my whole being.
YOU ARE READING
Into the Deep
PoetryLet this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and le...
