Pink blue sky,
Reminds me of you,
When you held my hand,
Gently locked your fingers with mine,
And whispered,
"We are meant to be".
We were,
But not anymore,
I guess.
Because all I have now,
Are memories,
Bitter sweet memories.
Sinking Alphabets
By Kihi-98
And I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are r... More