Without You, The Mornings Grew Quiet..
i miss that.
(romantic poem #9) i havent posted these poems for a long time
Stand still , let the rain touch your skin, Let the wind blow your thoughts
Mornings, a beautiful part of the day; but sometimes we forget it can be a part which we can enjoy.
Please; have a read!
I actually prefer breakfast burritos from McDonald’s but that’s harder to fit in a poem
I sleep when it is dark and wake up when it is still dark. And it's a process.
Source: https://lucid-gland.tumblr.com/post/183892955299/mornings-a-process
I don't really know what time it is, wherever your reading this but this is for you! Enjoy! ( You should probably grab a snack )
i miss that.
(romantic poem #9) i havent posted these poems for a long time
Stand still , let the rain touch your skin, Let the wind blow your thoughts
Mornings, a beautiful part of the day; but sometimes we forget it can be a part which we can enjoy.
Please; have a read!
I actually prefer breakfast burritos from McDonald’s but that’s harder to fit in a poem
I sleep when it is dark and wake up when it is still dark. And it's a process.
Source: https://lucid-gland.tumblr.com/post/183892955299/mornings-a-process
I don't really know what time it is, wherever your reading this but this is for you! Enjoy! ( You should probably grab a snack )