I remember
that you
used to text me
on a Sunday
Well
It used to be
a fun day
the memory
will dwell
I can't compel
those throwbacks
to stop
pop up
in my head
every time
I go to
bed
YOU ARE READING
poems about life and love ~Can you play that part?
PoetryDes poèmes en anglais et français Hey you might be agonized and astonished when you read the statement ''you took a part of me" cause how can someone ever take something from us. We are not a fragile, clustered piece of broken fragments build of emo...
fun day
I remember
that you
used to text me
on a Sunday
Well
It used to be
a fun day
the memory
will dwell
I can't compel
those throwbacks
to stop
pop up
in my head
every time
I go to
bed
