Just a simple lover of poetry ❤.
The closer the days get the more anxious I become. Months have passed, Hours talking to you, minutes feeling you, And yet I still haven't seen you.
By M A E6 years ago in Poets
There's no helping the anger inside, every time I see your eyes wander. There's no helping how conflicted I feel, every time I hear your laughter.
Revolving around likes and emojis, each moment being captured by a post and a caption. The most difficult decisions are, “Oh what filter should I use?” and,