Still hear your voice.
Everywhere I go.
Everytime I think.You're missing.
Out your frame.
Underneath the ceiling, I keep you.And can't seem to turn you off.
Guess your everlasting.
Always love you unconditionally.
I never got to say that one last time.
Now I'm counting down the days I see you again.
YOU ARE READING
Serenity: Behind the Perfect Colorful Mask.
Non-Fiction"See me for me, not for what I bring".