I think about all those things that hurts,
The fights,
The tears,
The pain,
And all the unspoken words that I never get to tell you.
But as time goes by,
I can only think of when we first met,
and how I wished I could restart it.
But now the only sounds that I could hear is,
a broken records playing over and over.
-sya-
YOU ARE READING
Inside My Mind
PoetryRainy days and quiet evening A moment of silence and a taste of sincerity When the days are sinking and you looking for a safe place to hide TW! P.s nothing personal and cover by the amazing @Lucasxx44
