Inspired By My Own Book Series
I remember
The gentle touch of your skin
Fingers interlaced
Hearing your voice
Soft and caressing
Meeting your gaze
Your eyes oceans
Filled with stories
I long to hear again
Conversations we once had
Replaying in my mind
Hoping you’ll come back
To this world we share
Hoping you’ll stay
Forever.
Our story always ends the same
No matter how many pages I turn
In the end
I’m the friend in need
And you’re the main character, always having to help me
I try to rip the pages out
I Miss The Old You
When we first met
I had no idea
You would become so important to me
But I’m starting to wish
We never met
Now I’m forced to remember you
there’s this gaping hole
in my heart
yet they never noticed i was
Comments
Now I wanna read the book series. Lovely poem!
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