As I walk past the places we both know, I reminisced the moments that we both have had.
I'd recall back the way your hand perfectly fitted into mine, as if we were meant to be together.
I took that for granted and now, i'm left with nothing.
My hand, now, feels empty - naked, without yours. Like a completed puzzle missing a puzzle piece.
YOU ARE READING
loving her
Poetrya lil' something for you. dear dedicated, you've been a big part of my life & i believe that despite the amount of tears that i've shedded for you, i'll never regret the day i met you. love, me.
