El, back then, we used to talk for hours on the phone. endless conversation flowed with various topics. i've never imagined that a day like today would ever befall me.
it's just a little Christmas greeting, i know.
but how you'll reply mattered so much to me.
please come back.
you're so far right now,
nothing has the power to measure the distance between us.
to be honest, you hurt me.
-Jenaziela-
YOU ARE READING
kilída: a story of the broken and how they heal
Poetrya book of poetry, a song from the heart; a group of the unspeakable. bear with me, just a little.
