I just wish I could move my body to the melodies of your fingertips. I would imagine my feet moving according to the speed of the piece. of course, you noticed that. Just so you can have a laugh, you would speed up and slow down the composition every once in a while. I would stumble and giggle loudly while trying to keep up, which resulted in you laughing just as loud. Like you said, you thought my laugh was contagious. But in reality was I too far away for you to notice. I was aching for you. Aching for the harmony and peace we would radiate.
YOU ARE READING
I'm not trying to save us anymore
Poetrythis is a story about a teenage girl thats fed up about everything in her life. she tries to escape, but does it really work out ? Some poem type stuff I wrote. I hope you enjoy <3
