Apr 2014
Being half-happy reminds me of you
When we'd talk on the phone and I'd write you poems
Comparing you to the pills I've never done
and the powders you described to me
When we'd talk on the phone and I'd write you poems
Comparing you to the pills I've never done
and the powders you described to me
I never went to Florence, but you did. I miss the half-happy, half-sad days.
