Jun 2014
our first meeting was
a summer drizzle
a cool breeze
a huge forest,
and you
sitting on
that tree,
laughing.
a summer drizzle
a cool breeze
a huge forest,
and you
sitting on
that tree,
laughing.
(time
and time
again
you would tell me
that i
should wake up
and that i
did not
belong there
with you)
and time
again
you would tell me
that i
should wake up
and that i
did not
belong there
with you)
