A vivid night,
We meet and talk like
We knew each other
For a long time.
A dreamy night,
We love, if only for
This one night that
We just met.
A rainy night,
We break up, as if
For the second time,
In this familiar rain.
In mornings,
I find myself regretting.
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 11:07 PM UTC
