i remember those beautiful brown eyes
we started with just small talks
but it started to turn into something i could not describe
everyday i could not wait to talk to you
little did my little heart know
it was gone be broke from something called love
something i valued
i was young looking for love and attention
not thinking about the consequences that come with it
even though i am older now
i still think find myself thinking about you
day in and day out
YOU ARE READING
old lover
PoetryThis story is about a girl i use to love. We were together for a while until suddenly she stop responding to my texts. It happened years ago but she was my first girlfriend so of course I still think about her lol. But to top it off she was older th...
