We hung out one month ago and your face is still engrained into my mind as if I just saw you yesterday.
........
Music connects us, you and me.
Each harmony, each bridge rolls off our tongues
.........
Every time I start to write a poem about you, my mind drifts to
...........
I just really like you ok!!!
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 3:42 AM UTC
We hung out one month ago and your face is still engrained into my mind as if I just saw you yesterday.
........
Music connects us, you and me.
Each harmony, each bridge rolls off our tongues
.........
Every time I start to write a poem about you, my mind drifts to
...........
I just really like you ok!!!
I've tried writing about him for awhile now.