I've had a lot of first kisses since you
None have shot stars to the moon
Fireworks when I close my eyes
Shivers walking down my spine
None other than you.
Too much time has passed
I miss your face like hell
I guess we are going to better places
Move on, we might as well.
I see your eyes in other faces
I miss your face like hell.
I've never known
how to end these poems
when you're the subject..
because to me it isn't over.
Nov 5, 2019
Nov 5, 2019 at 12:41 AM UTC
I've had a lot of first kisses since you
None have shot stars to the moon
Fireworks when I close my eyes
Shivers walking down my spine
None other than you.
Too much time has passed
I miss your face like hell
I guess we are going to better places
Move on, we might as well.
I see your eyes in other faces
I miss your face like hell.
I've never known
how to end these poems
when you're the subject..
because to me it isn't over.
