J.

Once in a while,
I think about how you smile,
From 30,000 miles, I linger onto,
the memories we filed.
Love came, but quickly gone,
leaving sorrow between us, all season long.

Sometimes I wonder,
if you ever felt the same,
or was it just me,
dreaming of your name.
To the moon I sing, the only song we have,
is this what’s left, and all there is to bring?

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littledotrice

A B&W Visual Storyteller. An INFJ Visioner. Travelling is my necessity. Daydreaming is my job. Always dig deeper in everything. Love the extremes, and the unknown. Deeply believe in authenticity, and trying to follow her inner voice.

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