The way the moon reflects sunlight is so interesting.
How does the moon wait every night for the sun to look at him so he can be noticed, so he can be more dominant, more comfortable.
I guess I feel the same way the moon does, when I look at you.
How empty I was untill you made me whole.
How dull my life was untill you made your reflection.
YOU ARE READING
I FORGOT THAT I LOVE YOU
PoetryA group of 20 romantic poems, a compilation of feelings: Love, lust, jealousy, pain...and way more.
