Poems from Meme'sMind
When the world becomes too much to bear, she retracts from reality, writing a better one or losing herself in movies and music. Very unsure about the future but wants to be a mother.
I am the frost on the leaf, desperately clinging to what is already gone
I am the frost on the leaf, the absence of color on the red that...
Sometimes I'd rather be unhappy with you than without. At least I could enjoy the moments we do have than regret the ones we don't. You are...
And there you are, a single leaf lingering in the breeze, a beautiful memory meant just for me
There is a hole in my heart that only you...
The sleepy morning sun filters through the dusty lace curtains, flittering across my thigh. Gold and white, a magnificent display of...
Egg yolks. The morning breeze wafted past Gideon, the scent of breakfast causing memories of his childhood to pop and sizzle like the...