Unspoken

It’s that time again when the stars kiss our skies with millions and trillions of bright, twinkly lights

It’s that time when the moon rises to watch over each of us 

It’s that time of night when I miss you even more, Umair 

I miss your arms 

I miss your kisses

I miss you smelling my curls 

I miss the tease that is always so much more 

I miss the gentle storm that rises over us 

That turns into an eruption of lovers 

I miss you 

You are late! 

Get on a plane! 

#travel, #kindness, #gratitude, #chasingmysparkle, #loved, #Umair, #fyp, #marriedlife, #writer #lighttheworld

Published by Forest of Words

Poet! Author! Kindness… is my personal brand of glitter! Scatter love, kindness, compassion, and humility like it’s confetti! Dendrophile! Empath... profoundly devoted, monogamous so no personal "let's hook up" DM's !! You will be deleted & blocked! Hopeless Dreamer! History Lover! PS... Any Scammers... kick rocks, and exit stage left!

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