It was so summer
2016
That scent crossing the corridor
Moving through the day
Rou introduced me to you
Yes, it was you
The Cherry wood perfume
I don't know call it love
From the first sight
That time we exchanged
Colleen hoover novel
The first time we hold hands
I always recall the young memories
I was eighteen
That's what I remember crossing the street
Smelling that stranger's scent
It was that old Chevy would perfume,
And that memory of you
YOU ARE READING
MUSE
RomanceColor themed poems collection of sad and happy moments about life, love,friendship, career, mental health, home and life.
