I hope one day we can sit down in the grass,
Talk about our dreams,
and laugh about our life
while you stare into my eyes,
and I stare at yours
not realizing I could soon end up lost
in those green iris you hold.
And then we could both watch the sunset,
as we admire its color,
not believing how the sky,
could create such a wonder.
And when night comes,
we can watch the stars,
as I secretly wish,
I could always be by your side.
Then all I can see is the silhouette of your face
your gentle but big smile
as your breath evaporates into the air.
Then all I am thinking,
is how much I will miss this moment in a day
or maybe in an hour
or let's be honest,
right away.
I can't think about a good excuse,
of why couldn't life feel like this all the time,
like when you are already nostalgic of the feeling,
you thought would always last.
Maybe it's because,
the sad truth is,
that when morning rises,
all our smiles
laughs
feelings
and stories
will probably remain where they belong to,
the stars.
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Sonder || poetry
Poetry"Writing is an underestimated art, you are painting colorful images in people's minds by using words of black and white." Here are all the feelings, adventures, thoughts, dreams, and stories my heart has put into poems since it discovered it was mag...
