Night talks: every day.
Can I talk through you with this poem?
I loved it when we used to talk.
The moments when you used to tell me,
what you feel about me.
Now before I sleep,
I think about you,
and I let you go.
small black bracelet
Living in an apartment.
Magic; her eyes, that night
Sorry I didn‘t kiss you.
Calls me names and makes weird faces
last seen laughing uncontrollably
tell her I am waiting
Its getting cold here
He: And we‘ll have a house near the ocean and we‘ll both renovate it every year
She: I can‘t wait to live with you
He: I can‘t too, be right back, gonna grab a soda
last online: 7 years ago
I have switched off the fans, the air conditioner
covered you with your blanket
And have stared you unconditionally.
Walking; Eating ice cream.
Never stops leaving some of it on her face.
I can't stop myself.
I will hold you and then look at you.
The lights will then fade out,
and we'll then disappear
t h e
n i g h t.