I tried reading my old diary
Nostalgia with a slice of misery
Written was a history
A beautiful yet painful poetry
Vividly taken back to the good old days
Recollecting wonderful memories
A restless soul desperate to find you
For it is too lonely to start anew
I tried reading my old diary
Nostalgia with a slice of misery
With my tears falling in the pages
I realized I had loved you for ages
YOU ARE READING
Efflorescence
PoetryEfflorescence means flowering or blooming. And just like this word everything is a process and everything happens for a reason. What happens now is part of God's plan for us. Always remember to believe in yourself and trust God always. Let yourself...
