We lost our love last Sunday, on laundry day.
It must have been tangled up in the sheets
because I don’t remember the last time that we made love.
This is bigger than that one sock that always goes missing.
We should have hand washed everything.
Dec 13, 2012
Dec 13, 2012 at 10:37 AM UTC
We lost our love last Sunday, on laundry day.
It must have been tangled up in the sheets
because I don’t remember the last time that we made love.
This is bigger than that one sock that always goes missing.
We should have hand washed everything.