There is a time when I do stare
no matter where the place take
don't really think about the ticking clock either
felt so much braveness inside you
wished for more than his back
and suddenly you saw his eyes
crush not knowing the color
because his too far, way too far
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Words
De TodoIt's not a poem. It's a words that running around the space in my head. They want to get away but I never let them. So just now, I make a little hole on it and they run as fast as the air catching up with.
