'19' Last Days Of Being a Teenager |Memoir
Table of contents

    Daisy

    7 2 0 
                                        
    
                                              
    Saw your chocolate-tone face,
    Glistening like gold in the sunlight
    Amidst hundreds of voices, 
    I heard yours, and yours alone
    My eyes glued to your moving lips,
    And in that moment I knew, 
    I wasn't over you.
    '19' Last Days Of Being a Teenager |MemoirWhere stories live. Discover now