Those five hours were perfect.
Laughing, smiling, and joking around.
Telling stories that made all of us laugh, but only you and I were making eye contact throughout the whole thing.
Singing to songs that played on the stations; some only you and I knew, so our voices were the only ones that were heard.
I will always remember yesterday. It's a memory I will never forget. It was perfect.
YOU ARE READING
Written in the Paper
PuisiA series of feelings and unspoken thoughts. All poems/paragraphs written by me, myself, and I. A chaos of feelings I can only express through words. Enjoy. #438 In Poetry [8/20/16] #260 In Poetry [8/22/16] #102 In Poetry [9/0...
