You will find me in the darkness,
Longing for your sweet caress.
I keep searching for your light,
You only appear come midnight.
This is not the ending you wanted,
You are all that I ever needed.
It's over, fare thee well my lover.
I lost you on the third of October.
YOU ARE READING
daisy.
PoetryTo Ree, May you always dream of tall mountains and white cloudy skies. To be happy is to be able see the world through your wondrous eyes. -Will
