I spilled ink as I wrote your name.
The letter I wrote you, is it still there?
The messages I sent you, did you read them?
I smiled, you smiled back. Is it me or the world just lightened up a bit?
I waved hello, you waved back. Can I hold your hand?
You've returned everything that I've showed you, they were just gestures and messages though,
but
How about the feelings I have for you? When will you return them?
If I like you, will you like me to?
YOU ARE READING
Word Shards
PoetryBeing heart broken is like being underwater. The feelings of suffocation just gets stronger. You can swim, you can move, but you can't breathe. ---------------- Thanks @funny_sideUp for the cover, iluvit 💕
