im still waiting
for you to kiss me
under the pale moonlight
like you once did
but that was then
when life was simple and sweet
before the nights become
cold and lonely
so here i am
writing this
as you dance through my head
goodbye old friend
YOU ARE READING
because of you || poetry
Poetryin which the words that dribble from my broken lips are for you may 15, 2018 - july 15, 2019
