I'm attached to you
while you fall
for someone new.
no texts, nor calls,
just left in the midst
of blues.
and I'll be here,
wondering,
if you've ever liked me
too.
YOU ARE READING
The Dots Project
PoezieA collection of poems (ONGOING) with titles consisting out of only dots. The reason to this will be for each poem to suit an individual personally. Its short length, simple words, with usual happenings, to fit whoever's fantasies, or current state o...
