| September 12, 2016 | 12:28 am |
You're tickling me again.
It reminds me of when we were together...
I know I should stop thinking of how we used to be, but I can't help it.
I always think of 'us'.
My thoughts were interrupted when you passed me the blunt.
YOU ARE READING
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Poesia| ѕтarтed: aprιl 1, 2016 | Book One | Nate, Nothing can really compare to those days we shared. The way your eyes met mine and the way I fell. Slow yet quickly. It was slow as I hadn't noticed I was falling for awhile... But when I did notice everyt...
