i drove by your house today,
and i secretly hoped you would be outside so that i could see you.
you werent.
tears filled my eyes as we drove by, though.
its funny how a simple sight
could bring back so many memories.
YOU ARE READING
idk if i can call this poetry
Poesiebook 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...
