I had this six a.m. before,
lovely, funny and light.
That was when I'm still with you.
I have this six a.m. now
rusty, lonely and opaque.
Sitting alone in the couch,
waiting the rays to become hot.
How I wish,
not waking up at six a.m. every time.
YOU ARE READING
Hang - Leave
PuisiHanging for something is a choice and it depends; if you will leave or if they will leave you. (c) Kit Sandoval for the wonderful Cover 😎
