Kiss him for me, won't you?
Just something I wrote late last night, stuck in my feels, missing you...
Part 1 linked in the comments :)
You seem to be everywhere. And this is something I wonโt ever complain about.
The memories fade yet live on through the states...
support me: https://ko-fi.com/hisho
Check out the rewritten version of this poem > https://commaful.com/play/hisho/i-miss-you-re-envisioned/
Today is a sad day for me and many other commarades on this platform.
If that person suddenly vanishes, how do you survive?
i long to be near you again, i cant bare these pains, these thoughts of the "the love that remains."
You know that feeling when you want to drink every memory away? When you get so high just to forget? And the worse part is that forgetfulness falls asleep at its doorstep. Hope you all enjoy this poem...
why does it take being quarentined to realize how much you love someone. i thought it was just a smidge, but i think i miss him most out of everyone.
I wrote a couple haikus about her a ways back, called Beauty.
camera. photograph. i played a bit with commaful's daily prompt.
โNostalgia. A sentimental longing or wistful affection for a period in the past.โ (Oxford Dictionary)
A longing or desire for what once was.
I miss you. I miss your little blonde cowlick that refuses to stay tame.
Just something I wrote late last night, stuck in my feels, missing you...
Part 1 linked in the comments :)
You seem to be everywhere. And this is something I wonโt ever complain about.
The memories fade yet live on through the states...
support me: https://ko-fi.com/hisho
Check out the rewritten version of this poem > https://commaful.com/play/hisho/i-miss-you-re-envisioned/
Today is a sad day for me and many other commarades on this platform.
If that person suddenly vanishes, how do you survive?
i long to be near you again, i cant bare these pains, these thoughts of the "the love that remains."
You know that feeling when you want to drink every memory away? When you get so high just to forget? And the worse part is that forgetfulness falls asleep at its doorstep. Hope you all enjoy this poem...
why does it take being quarentined to realize how much you love someone. i thought it was just a smidge, but i think i miss him most out of everyone.
I wrote a couple haikus about her a ways back, called Beauty.
camera. photograph. i played a bit with commaful's daily prompt.
โNostalgia. A sentimental longing or wistful affection for a period in the past.โ (Oxford Dictionary)
A longing or desire for what once was.
I miss you. I miss your little blonde cowlick that refuses to stay tame.