the sun sets beautifully in our sights. the sky, hues of yellow and pink together. your hand grasped mine in a way that made me feel loved and contented. i smiled and thought of how lucky i was, how lucky i am, how lucky i'll always be. You turn to me, your brown eyes looking at me with admiration, your lips turn into a smile. i felt my heart beat fast like the first day we met, out of breath and out of words. "i'm going to miss this." you say, looking away. confusion fills me and asked you why, you only looked far away and told me,
"because someone would leave eventually--- one day."
YOU ARE READING
the dead poet's lover
Poesiathe very thought of you shatters me. and i am trying to fix myself once again.
