I dart at the stars and it reminds me of you.
"I just want to hold your hands, and get lost over the horizon under the starry skies",
these were the exact words you told me back then.
And it's still pierced in my brain as if it was merely yesterday you were telling me.
But at least I'm contented,
knowing we share the same sky,
and I like to envision the shooting stars sprinting around the skyline prompting me that you're somewhere out there too gazing at the moon.
—raitingsbyme
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A MAIDEN'S WELTER NOTIONS
PoetryCollection of poems from a girl's POV aka the author. ↳↳ heartbreaks, trauma, feelings- you name it everything's jotted down here for you.
