Twenty
Though you've yet to leave
I dream of the day I'd see you
Once more
Years would pass
We'd grow a distant memory of our minds
But forever a growing hole in our chests a missing piece
The day we'd meet again would be overwhelming
Truly euphoric as our body's touched once more
the day you come back will be the day I truly feel home again
You
YOU ARE READING
Two.
PoesíaOne poem every day for 20 days, let's see what I can come up with - And if this is mason here, reading this, know I love you still. I trust your keeping my book safe and I mean every word I've written about you. Ps look for you
