#justmyfeeling

How can i forget those days, when we knew each other more than ourselves

I knew that there is someone who cares about me, whose personality was so attractive that if I allow it, then it will absorb my entire nature, my whole soul.

The first one in my wish list is that ............ want to sleep forever but there's still some work left and I'm not a pusillanimous

I feel like when it comes to writing i find myself writing about the human race, about this universe. Forgetting that i should be writing for myself, about myself and my feelings or people i love and care about or people who hurt me. But i never did.

Poem.