i met her in another city
an early breakfast
warm sun in the cool breeze
even the day turned out pretty
the cups and cutlery sailed
the sea of the table between
our thoughts too far
a lot remained to be seen
where was this going
would this turn into a tale
we already had our own journey
didnt know if we shared a trail
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 8:43 AM UTC
i met her in another city
an early breakfast
warm sun in the cool breeze
even the day turned out pretty
the cups and cutlery sailed
the sea of the table between
our thoughts too far
a lot remained to be seen
where was this going
would this turn into a tale
we already had our own journey
didnt know if we shared a trail
