it's such a shame -
to miss someone you've never even met.
sure, we've shared thoughts
but we never shook hands.
life is all too familiar,
you've words have stretched my smile -
my heartbeats will sound like laughter
some day.
i keep dreaming
that the red on my roses have vanished,
but you keep me hoping,
you tell me,
'there is more to all of this'.
YOU ARE READING
memento mori // poetry
Poetry" remember that you have to die " memento mori - /məˌmɛntəʊ ˈmɔːri/ noun an object kept as a reminder of the inevitability of death, such as a skull
