She left, and it stayed with you
The way she did, lingered within you
She had a heart from heaven
But she was burning like hell
Can you feel the sun on your skin?
Or is it coldness that remains still?
With your lungs out in the open, breathing
Stars in her eyes, she was dreaming
And then, was when you wished
For her to be yours and be kissed
Like her eyes were your compass
While your drifting mind, was her guide
The second you realised it was sempiternal
Ephemeral thoughts... took her away
About the Creator
Nessie Lola
If you combine your passion of writing, living, experiencing and philosophy you get wonderful inspirations. I believe that I have it.
A 20 year old student who uses letters and punctuation as a form of escapism to daydream🖤
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