Yellow
The one I gave you in your room after the rain stopped
Moscow memories
And fall breeze
Lower temperature than last year's
Our quilt is neatly folded
The other side of the bed has never been this cold
It's just gonna be me in the next two winters
Without our skin collisions that jolt me with shivers
One day
Surely the day will come
When leaves start to grow, and sunrays seep through the window
I'll have you once again
Wrapped around this warmth of mine
Once and for all,
All is fine
Breaking Nacre
By giasemine
"I was a time bomb you said, Ticking, destruction awaits as I keep moving." Copyright © 2021 by Giasemine S. More