May 2014
Sometimes I think of your smile
and the way it would slowly spread
across your tanned face.
Sometimes I think of your laugh
and the way it would caress my ears
in the loveliest of ways.
Sometimes I just think about you
and the way you were almost mine
on that sunny day last summer.
and the way it would slowly spread
across your tanned face.
Sometimes I think of your laugh
and the way it would caress my ears
in the loveliest of ways.
Sometimes I just think about you
and the way you were almost mine
on that sunny day last summer.
Sometimes I just miss the way things used to be.
Don't forget about me.
Please.
**
Leigh
Don't forget about me.
Please.
**
Leigh
