A dark room;
Just that sight
Brings back memories
From earlier that night
The smell of him
Lingers in the air
A midnight thought
A morning stare
YOU ARE READING
Whispers
Poesía(Previously named 'Evanescent') I'm just human I'm nothing more than a personality fading into nothing. Quickly disappearing, never to be seen again. Unless I find in a light in my darkness. Maybe writing is that light, I'm not sure. But it seem...
