i know i said goodnight but one last thought before i go to sleep.
every morning i wake up with an empty heart,
every night i go to sleep with misty eyes,
is one more day closer to seeing you again.
goodnight for real this time.
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...
