i will count these days
and keep the stars in my eyes
until i die
if it means there's a chance
that you are out there, somewhere
missing me too.
351 days.
YOU ARE READING
idk if i can call this poetry
Poetrybook 2 this started out as just writing down my thoughts. poems, quotes and other random stuff. thats what this was supposed to be. instead, it had become a diary. a journal, almost. this is long lost lovers. this is heartbreak. this is one s...
