Silence it all of the twinkling nights,
Deep into the swells of the ocean waves.
It took maybe two months or more.
All for my heart to pour.
Her laugh of never ending skies,
The cheer in her sense of queer.
Blew roughly on the small veins,
Of my fried up, crusty, tears.
This weird pain of a need,
That won't be complete,
Because she's with the one,
She so calls her hun...
Funny,
I miss her.
Along the droplets rolling down,
With a glisten of a crown.
๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ถ๐ต๐ฆ ๐จ๐ช๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ.
11:36pm:
"I just realized I haven't heard your voice in 2 months."
๐ญ๐ญ:๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐บ:
"๐: ๐ข๐ต ๐ป๐ผ, ๐'๐บ ๐๐ผ๐ฟ๐ฟ๐, ๐ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ป'๐ ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐ฎ๐น๐ถ๐๐ฒ ๐ถ๐ ๐ฒ๐ถ๐๐ต๐ฒ๐ฟ!"
11:38pm:
"lol, it's okay"
*๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐บ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ*
...it's stupid but I just miss your voi-...
*deletes message*
And maybe, just maybe
I cannฬถoฬถtฬถ move on.