Can your world be close to mine?
To stare at the night sky to expect
the broken promises turn into explosions
of nebulas that into new worlds.
Back then I wanted to see you
your face in the crowd so I can jump down
and hold you like I used to.
Jul 10, 2017
Jul 10, 2017 at 10:05 PM UTC
Can your world be close to mine?
To stare at the night sky to expect
the broken promises turn into explosions
of nebulas that into new worlds.
Back then I wanted to see you
your face in the crowd so I can jump down
and hold you like I used to.
this was a poem I wrote when I was heartbroken. I'm better now, I suppose.
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