It had been one week in when she knew she was fucked.
She was in denial.
She couldn't possibly fall in love,
not again.
But there they were, sitting by the pool,
laughing...
their heads rolled back.
And your eyes, damn your eyes.
She saw it in your eyes,
that's when she knew this would hurt like hell.
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DUSK TILL DAWN
PoetryThese are the thoughts that keep her up at night, feelings that bring her to tears, memories she holds on to, moments she wishes she could rewrite. this is her mindset from dusk till dawn. Authors note: This book is solely owned by me please do...
