Aug 2015
I have written to you,
about you,
too many times.
Wasted tired fingers
on honest lines,
waiting for you to realize
you fill up my empty life.
*I'm sick of leaving
blank spaces for you.
about you,
too many times.
Wasted tired fingers
on honest lines,
waiting for you to realize
you fill up my empty life.
*I'm sick of leaving
blank spaces for you.
