To be able to sit next to you.
To be able to walk with you.
Under the blazing sun.
Under the moonlight and the stars.
Being soaked in the rain with you.
This aching I feel in my heart.
This pricking pain.
This feeling that is suffocating me.
This feeling that grows more and more.
Will it reach you?
Will I be able to make it?
So that it will reach you.
Serene Ava
June 10, 2018
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.
