2010
I started dreaming of you.
My head is always filled with you without me noticing it.
That's why even in sleep, I could see you.
Then I started to have greed.
To see you more and to talk to you more.
Then I started to have greed again.
To see you and talk to you for real.
Serene Ava
YOU ARE READING
FROM ME, TO YOU
PoetryOne day, I just realized that he's filling up every pages of my diaries and notes. I just want all this nonsense to reach him. A declaration of love. From Me, To You.
