Tonight
Tonight I realized that I can never
Remember what your voice sounds like
Your touch that soothes me when I'm scared
Doesn't make me less afraid at all
Your smile, your beautiful smile
Doesn't make me want to come back
To what we were
And tonight,
Yes tonight,
Your name didn't matter anymore.
YOU ARE READING
Naive Girl
PoetrySitting on the bench Thinking about what we used to be And hopelessly imagining What we could have been Completed.
