For a fact, we were apart
Our classes turned out different
And this time I won't see
your face at every moment
We still sent letters
We still met at the same place
time
We had our same moments
But this time, it's getting larger
It's getting larger and larger
I don't know what to do, what must we do?
-D.K
YOU ARE READING
Letters to Her
PoetryA true story between me and my girlfriend, or used to be. I wouldn't put a lot of hate on this, but it's what calms me down at times.
