I know how much you miss me.
How much your heart aches for my touch.
I know how much you wish you never fucked this up.
I know how much you wish you gave me one last kiss that could've lasted a lifetime.
I know, I can feel it.
We are connected, we are one.
Still. After all this time.
I know how much you yearn for me.
I know.
YOU ARE READING
I swore to god I was going to change, and this is it.
PoesíaThese are the thoughts from my mind put into words. Enjoy.