Freitag, 19. Februar 2016

Where do our hearts go?

https://www.flickr.com/photos/rey-tuerto/15007683102/
I turn my head
to see you
looking at me
from the window.

Going to work
i still keep
that picture from you
hiding
behind the curtains
like an old lady
staring at the glaze of memories.

How was your day
suffering from the dreams
left of the night?

Where do our hearts go
when we are not together?

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