As we sat in your car,
the darkness engulfing the world around us,
With nothing but the sound of a passing car
drifting on by.
I wasn't listening.
Occupied with the thought of my unflattering profile
I can't remember what you said,
or when you first held my hand.
At 2.15 am.
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 5:06 PM UTC
As we sat in your car,
the darkness engulfing the world around us,
With nothing but the sound of a passing car
drifting on by.
I wasn't listening.
Occupied with the thought of my unflattering profile
I can't remember what you said,
or when you first held my hand.
At 2.15 am.
