hearing the crickets chirp outside my window
and my grandma will not turn on the air conditioning so its way too hot
its 9:16pm.
im about to go to sleep so i will make my wish for tonight right now.
i wish that i can be happy.
maybe a few tears can fall now,
but thats okay.
ill be happy again someday,
no matter how the future looks.
whether you are in it or not.
ill keep listening to the crickets.
and no, this DOESNT COUNT AS A SAD POEM.
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...
