I always think of you in colours. The smell of coffee as you so proudly make it for me. The perfect sunlight spilling in through the window. The music playing when we dance in the kitchen as we cook your favourite meal. I think of you in everything I love.
YOU ARE READING
You Feel Like Sunlight
PoetryI am writing this for me, but it does not belong to me, it belongs to you. A series of poems and thoughts and rambling.
