do you think,
i don't lay around,
stargazing,
watching the droplets of rain,
drip down on my glass window,
thinking about you?
wondering if you are doing okay?
of course, i still do,
all of those things to this day.
do i still care about you?
yes.
do i still love you?
yes.
but is it the same as before?
no.
my love for you now is platonic.
YOU ARE READING
RETROUVAILLES - POETRY
Poetrywords that i can't speak out loud but in poetry, i can.
