I bet your heart keeps seeking me.
After you flew away from me.
I bet your lips need mine.
But we never knew the feeling of it.
I bet your arms miss mine,
Although we never held them,
I bet your heart keeps missing me,
Athough we never loved.
I bet your body misses my hugs,
Even when we never hugged.
I bet the whole you misses mine,
But you were the one,
Who never loved.
YOU ARE READING
Pieces of me
PoetryPovedz mi prosím fľaša vína... Prečo sa tvoj objem tak rýchlo míňa? Prečo musí byť všetko len dočasné? Práve teraz?! Keď som sa cítil konečne šťastne..
