Like this, Everyday.
Your eyes were like crystal moons dancing beneath the lights.
Especially when you smile, it curves so shyly I can't help but sigh.
I wish I could look at it all day at any day.
There were many ways I wished that we would stay like this.
Of how I could sleep in your arms, in your chest hearing heart beats.
But there were also days when I wished I hadn't love you so I couldn't experience pain.
Though there were moments, you make me fall for you all over again.
YOU ARE READING
Sehnsucht
Short StoryThe inconsolable longing in the human heart for what we know not what. A personal ollection of literary pieces written in my journal.
