Waiting to hear your voice when it’s dark outside. The constant feeling of you missing. No snow. The bench. Blue stars hidden by clouds. Pop-corn for one. No more knocking on my door. Roses forgotten.
So would I be out of line if I said "I miss you"?
So would I be out of line if I said "I miss you"?
1 comment:
Qué bonito, parece un haiku (pero mucho más largo, claro), como los que me regalaste. Me encanta cómo describes tus emociones, de manera tan sencilla. Un abrazo fuerte.
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