Before, all I wanted to see was the peaceful city around 5 am,
The moon asleep,
the sun awake,
The empty streets
with warm
coffee on my lips.
Then you came.
All of a sudden you became
the scenery I wanted
to see
every single day --
and I believed you're the prettiest.
YOU ARE READING
Words Left Unsaid
Poetry#1 Crazy minds, twisted stories, broken hearts and crying souls; craved for poems to be read and told ; (6/11/18) ❤ #2 (03/18/18) ❤ #5 (12/8/19)
