I still search
for you in the crinkled sheets
in the empty fields
searching for those harm hugs
and forehead kisses.
In city lights
and passing cars,
in wishing stars
thinking about the nights spent together
long drives with no destination.
I wonder where
you went with all the uncleared questions in mind.
And longer since
I still call you mine
the traces you left are with me.
Still, I try to find someone to put my head on
someone who never let me cry
But I am leaning
to live without,
I do not mind-
I still love you anyhow.
Jul 19, 2019
Jul 19, 2019 at 3:24 AM UTC
I still search
for you in the crinkled sheets
in the empty fields
searching for those harm hugs
and forehead kisses.
In city lights
and passing cars,
in wishing stars
thinking about the nights spent together
long drives with no destination.
I wonder where
you went with all the uncleared questions in mind.
And longer since
I still call you mine
the traces you left are with me.
Still, I try to find someone to put my head on
someone who never let me cry
But I am leaning
to live without,
I do not mind-
I still love you anyhow.