Tears,
as salty
as the sea
in front of me,
rolling down my cheeks.
I miss you.
YOU ARE READING
When I lay here, at 3:54am
Poesía"I love to be awake at night, When no one else's awake, And it's quiet and there's peace. And I don't HAVE to, But I can, And I feel so free. It's beautiful at night, At night is where I want to be." ------
