Uncategorized

  
Sometimes I think I hear you, but you fade so fast. Sometimes I think I taste you, but your essence doesn’t last.

I sometimes call to you in the silences of night. Never knowing if you’ll hear me, but always hoping that you might.

Standard

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s