𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐟𝐮𝐥 ✓

poem - 1

we were holding hands.

you, me, the night sky accompanied by billions of shining stars.

the overwhelmed feelings inside me,

the sparks ignited when your skin brushed mine,

i felt happy.

but, it was only a dream of mine that I know, I would never achieve.