I miss you so much,
It feels like the ocean is in my stomach.
It tosses and turn with the slightest mention of your name,
And it creates a tsunami of hurdling pain.
I can't help but go back to when,
Our lips met again and again.
I wish I could freeze that moment,
And just live in it.
No leaving, no future,
Just us, our lips, together.
YOU ARE READING
Drops of Poetry
PoetryDrops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from wher...
