I miss before...
Your house.
My house.
Our secret moments.
My parents strict rules.
The heights of the best emotions.
The depths of the lowest ones.
It seems that I was always feeling something.
I had hope, ideas, wants, and wishes...
Why don't I have those anymore?
What happened to me?
Where did I go?
I miss who I was...
I miss before.
YOU ARE READING
Collection of Thoughts
Ngẫu nhiênHey guys. It's been a while... Not expecting anyone to read this. I just needed writing back in my life some how. So I'm going back to having and sharing thoughts... because writing is the only way I can think.
