It was a quiet night,
When I looked up,
At the glittering,
And sparkling sky.
It reminded me of you,
Of gentle smiles,
Of loving eyes,
Of warm hands.
But you were gone,
As soon as you came,
And I wondered,
Are you even real?
I’m going on limbs,
I’m tearing to pieces,
At the thought of you,
And how much I’m missing you.
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC
It was a quiet night,
When I looked up,
At the glittering,
And sparkling sky.
It reminded me of you,
Of gentle smiles,
Of loving eyes,
Of warm hands.
But you were gone,
As soon as you came,
And I wondered,
Are you even real?
I’m going on limbs,
I’m tearing to pieces,
At the thought of you,
And how much I’m missing you.
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