You tell me not to reminisce
But i have a lover on the line.
What we did was NOT a mess.
It was lust making us blind.
You're eager to open up those doors but they are forbidden for a reason.
Im split between two now you become another all so fast in the summer season.
In fantasy i would love to see what holds.
But my life is already tumbling and i wouldn't want yours to fold.
For we are two broken souls.
And now we have to play our different roles.
my little poet wrote vol 1 and this became a spin off , just a conversation on two people where one is ready to continue and the other has someone already just two broken poets looking for clarity in each others arms but ones heart belongs to another
