Just me and you
My kinda thing,
Breaks of silence,
Conversations held still,
Thinking of saying words,
Yet knowing we never will,
Best kept as a secret ,
From now on and then until,
Looking into each other's eyes,
A smile making its way,
Weird; but heyy that's how we fit in.
Written On:30|03|2020
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The Nights She Lived In
Poetry"The Nights she lived in" is my first ever collection so go ahead and enjoy it :)
