Time goes backwards for me
When I don't see your face.
I have to live on memories,
To fill all my mind's space.Because I can't get enough
Of admiring your eyes.
And when I see your smile,
My heart beat is so loud.These butterflies in my head
Have been flying without sleep.
Only positivity I want to spread,
That all the people need.Just promise me to look
At me the way you always do.
I am your opened book.
You are my unexpected hook.
YOU ARE READING
Through the pain
PoetryForgotten notes of burnt pages. Image copyright belongs to Miroslav Boskov