We don't have to talk
Constant, always
To be friends
You're engraved inside my heart
Since we were kids
YOU ARE READING
A Hopeful Romantic
PoesíaIt was never hopeless, when it is raw It's always hopeful, just so you saw On the forming pieces of something lost, words can fill the vow. As souls come along, ropes hang low. You and I, might be the reason for a while. In the day dream, can friend...
