Late night thoughts
My smile feels broken, words keep unspoken Cheeks stay dull, head keeps telling, What a fool. I am, for missing you. You are, for leaving me. Behind and all the mess you made. But time heals more than you ever broke, time speaks more than you ever spoke. Because, suddenly, it became clear, it is not you I miss. No, it is the feeling I had while you were here, you were near.










