Lights fell gently onto your face,
unshadowed your vulnerabilities and
shone on your strengths.
Painful witness,
yet most beautiful -
precious -
reminisced laughters resonated from your child-like heart -
every inch of you -
to cherish with warm embraces.
13042024, 2:53 AM v2
YOU ARE READING
They Have A Title, Or They Don't.
詩歌To Whoever Reading, My Midnight writings. Insta @themidnightvoidness
