I remember the last time we met
We sat on a wooden bench
I lay my head on your lap
and said "Look at the stars,
how beautiful they shine"
and you told me
"I am looking at a star
A star fallen on my lap tonight"
YOU ARE READING
a fallen star 🌠 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓽𝓻𝔂
PoesieMy journey begins with pain and I hope I find peace before it ends 🍁 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓭𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓱𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽 ❤ #82 - Poetry (08 September 2020) © copyrights to the rightful owners...
