Waiting
for you
to hit me
feels
like
an
eternity.
I know
it’s going
to happen,
I just
never
know
when.
I long for
the type of
eternity
where my
heartbeat
is replaced
by
stardust.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Waiting
for you
to hit me
feels
like
an
eternity.
I know
it’s going
to happen,
I just
never
know
when.
I long for
the type of
eternity
where my
heartbeat
is replaced
by
stardust.
Ouch! Powerful poem there.