• m_i_a__0 33w

    “The strong breeze

    That breeze where I first saw you,
    That breeze where I first talked to you,
    That breeze where we had become close friends,
    That breeze where we had a lot of amends,
    That breeze where we spent hours,
    That breeze where you picked flowers,
    For me.
    That breeze has become strong now.
    All I see is hurricanes,
    All I feel is pain.
    I don’t see the breeze anymore.
    It hurts.”


    ~Mia