Drifting Apart
These hands that write
have lost their touch
This mind that thinks
Is lost
These eyes that see the world around
Are sheeted over with frost
These lips that used to kiss you
Are chapped without your touch
These hands that used to hold yours
Have grown cold without your love
We have lost ourselves
In old memories
Clinging onto what used to be
You and Me
Copyright © Hailey Mcmullen | Year Posted 2020
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