We spent the last days without talking.
Without giving a short notice.
Without a glance.
Without a smile.
Until the day came.
We did not know how.
How we feel.
How we struggle.
How we hold.
How we care.
How we love.
Oh.
Unspoken things.
Unsaid feeling.
Just **** me.
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 10:03 AM UTC
We spent the last days without talking.
Without giving a short notice.
Without a glance.
Without a smile.
Until the day came.
We did not know how.
How we feel.
How we struggle.
How we hold.
How we care.
How we love.
Oh.
Unspoken things.
Unsaid feeling.
Just **** me.