Let us count
the stars
and the ways
I love you.
Let us spend
a day
and a lifetime
together.
I'll lose count
and so will you.
Things written
at the last chapter
of my story notebook.
YOU ARE READING
Solace and Solitude
PoetryThe sun tells me I'm alive, and that I have lived. But this is for the suicide of words I once wrote. I find something beautiful about it, and maybe even a bit lonely. I just hope it's calm under the waves of my oblivion. I hope to be the ache and s...
