Miya : Writing

Him

Him

A Poem by Miya


And I see him in someone's sideways smirk, someone's endless brown eyes, someone's smile when they laugh.I see him in the room where we watched movies..
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A Poem by Miya


My body is no longer tied to this rugged earth by limbs too weighed down by darkness.I'm floating, unfeeling, nothing but air.The usual chaos has sto..