Three | January 29
𓏲⊹ ࣪ ˖𓂃⊹₊⋆𓍼⋆⭒˚｡⋆⊹₊ ⋆
In a world where faces are obscured and often blurred. The light around you seem to be more a perked, where the features of yours–brighten like home, It brought confusion in the mind of mine.
Wondering what was so special about you. Why in every room I seek to find you and your bloom. The disappointment shows upon hearing your absence, my hand feels cold without yours, it seeks the warmth you'd often show.
The stain of your lips never left mine. my soul regrets not holding into you longer, Wondering why I even let go. now I know what's so special about you.
𓏲⊹ ࣪ ˖𓂃⊹₊⋆𓍼⋆⭒˚｡⋆⊹₊ ⋆
~Horikell
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untellable feelings pushed into a collection of words
PoetryA series of speeches and poems made by Horikell { Horikell is NOT a professional poet, Horikell is just sharing their work. }
