Its not lile I dont reconize you.
I know who you are, i see your face and know your name and history.
I remember a blury version if it in some of my memories
A slight hint of who you used to be for me.
But now i see your face and i dont know who you are anymore, or who we used to be.
All the memories are blurry and digged up deep into my brain, somewhere where i cant reach them anymore.
YOU ARE READING
My shit // Mi mierda
PoetryWhat i write in class, home, anywhere, toughs or simple poems about my day, characters or things i read, do, watch.. etc Lo que escribo en clase, casa, cualquier sitio, pensamientos o siempes poemas sobre mi dia, personajes, series, libros cualquier...
