you'll move on
you'll forget about the girl with the contagious passion and the forest eyes
you'll forget about the colour of her favorite mug, you'll forget how much she enjoyed rainy evenings
you'll forget the name of her favorite band, you'll forget the texture of her skin
and she'll move on too
YOU ARE READING
cold tea
Şiir[✓] pieces of feelings and memories © 2017 highest rank: #57 in poetry