Poetry πŸ’—

I Think Of You.

  Every night, when my thoughts won’t stop, their never ending battles with my mind, …I think of you. Every night, when this stinging pain in my heart, increases by every passing second, …I think of you. Every night, I hear the shattering sound of my, heart, bones and soul, …I think of you. Every… Continue reading I Think Of You.

Poetry πŸ’—

Sometimes, in the middle of the night….

Sometimes,  in the middle of the night, When I can’t sleep, I think about us, how we used to talk endlessly, Over calls and texts till the morning, How every stupid thing made sense back then, How we used to talk about future, And the memories of past, and how we lived every moment back… Continue reading Sometimes, in the middle of the night….