"Look, a fallen eyelash. Make a wish!"
I immediately shut my eyes
because I knew exactly what I wanted.
'I wish for him to be mine.'
"Look, a fallen eyelash. Do you want to make a wish?"
I sighed, and paused for a moment
before closing my eyes.
Because my first thought was still him.
But this time,
'I wish for me to be happy again.'
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Poems about Love
PoetryContains only poems, from the book- I thought you were mine (in the process of being written by me), and just poems about love. It contains letters, his povs, and just feelings of love. The poems are not in any particular order. I hope you like th...
