Your words were as sweet
as if they were true
and on winding paths
they would lead me
to you.
Shallow words without deeds
you would leave me alone
and on winding streets
I got lost
on my own.
Without you by my side
I left shallow ways
and on winding roads
I exit
thoughts maze
YOU ARE READING
Evening lines
Short StoryThings I write down before falling asleep. Dedicated to everyone who has trouble falling asleep because of a thousand thoughts :)
