I haven't seen your face in a little while,
I remember when I saw you I couldn't help but smile.
I want to go back to pictures of your eyes
But I'm scared of what I might find.
It reminds me I want to love with an open heart
But I'm crying out from opened scars.
I want to tell you I love you so dearly,
But I can't think back without feeling weary
Remembering how much a person can love with love bigger than oneself.
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Last Year's Flowers
PoetryIn the third installment, Last Year's Flowers, MissReads19's poetry takes on a new shape through storytelling. Crafted from fragments of poems written through time, Last Year's Flowers takes the reader on a fictionalized journey of love from beginni...
