The memories are lively,
dancing around like maniacs
Blasting music so loud I can't sleep
I'm surprise they haven't received a noise complaint
Somehow that makes me happy,
because if they were to get evicted,
who would remind me
of your final goodbyes?
Of your sweet goodnights?
Of the tender I love yous?
All of which
were muttered before bed,
Letting the last thing I heard,
before dozing off,
be your voice
YOU ARE READING
Fantasy Feelings
PoetryHello my lovelies, this is yet another poetry book. This one has more variety to it. Some about anxiety, loss, depression, even depersonalization. But don't worry, positivity shall be spread amongst the book as well. Feel free to comment your though...
