tell me now, honestly
when you look at me
what do you see?
what are the memories
that come to surface,
the feelings bottled up
with words untold between us
what would you tell me?
do you still feel the same?
i know i do.
YOU ARE READING
You hold my heart (still)
Poetryour little mythology A collection of short poems and prose I've been working on these for the last two years, and finally felt good enough to collect, rewrite and edit it, so here we go. I'm finally done. And moved on. New chapter coming.
