That familiar feeling
The way things were
That familiar sound
Of joy, an echo
Of memories near
Though far
The way we laughed
And the words said
The tears shed through falling flowers
But love remained
through bonded hearts
That familiar feeling
That places you
In that room
of I have been here before
YOU ARE READING
Unsaid Words
PuisiThe eyes reveal an untold story of those that the ground has swallowed and those that walk but feel not their feet upon this Earth. The untold stories of spirits and the living UNVEILED within these words to set their souls free.
