Sunday, August 25, 2019
I imagine you sitting next to me
Holding my hand, your fingers in mine
Filling the spaces in between
Whenever I feel uncomfortable, unhappy
And to think this could be a reality
makes it all easy

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PoesíaPoems starting from 2019. Some of it is good, some of it is not. But I write what's in my mind and in my heart. It helps.
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Sunday, August 25, 2019
I imagine you sitting next to me
Holding my hand, your fingers in mine
Filling the spaces in between
Whenever I feel uncomfortable, unhappy
And to think this could be a reality
makes it all easy