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Here I am standing
I have to wait you,
As I always do,
Near that oak trees
Hugging myself tightly. I can't move seriously.
Suddenly you are out there,
With that red umbrella,
Hugging your coat,
Staring at the pavements,
Ignore everything.
I wanna speak,
About the truth,
Imagine it,
Happened under this snow,
Would be so romantic.
You still there,
Yet still walking,
With that red umbrella,
And hugging your coat
And me, just thrashes across the street.
You are gone.
You are turn right there.
You are leaving me
No, you don't ,
Just me who can't move.
YOU ARE READING
Everything, Everytime
PoetryAbout love, anxiety, hope, solitude, pain, maybe heartbreaks include. Written only by ME, 2017. Please do not copying my book even this book is just a garbage!
