we used to look up on
different constellations in the summer sky,
we used to lay on grass
and count as many stars falling by.
Now, it's just me staring at
the lone bright star in the night,
but I know it's you watching me
as if you're still here alive.
YOU ARE READING
Before I Let You Go
PoetryA collection of unforgettable memories turned into words. To my new readers, please check out my first poetry book, Words Left Unsaid. Thank you!
