Those little things
they remind me of you
and how we were
your favorite game we used to play
how we have the same favorite ice cream and color
the little things that now remind me of you
and what we were.
YOU ARE READING
my public diary
Poetrypoetry ive been waiting to write but didn't know where to start this is about me trying to heal from being cheated on by the first guy i trusted and let into my life and about my life with my family friends and who i've met while in this dark plac...
