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messages i refuse to send at two in the morning
i have been in deep contemplation these past few days, trying to come up with reasons for what I’m feeling —
but there isn’t anything in particular, maybe i just like seeing you smile, hearing your contentment in laughters, and the tinge of annoyance that your stern voice exudes,
or it could just be you, in its simplest forn.
i miss you, i miss you, i miss you
maybe if i start repeating it over and over again, it’ll lose its meaning
but for now, i wait
hoping that maybe one day, you’ll feel the same
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