its was only 6 pm and
you mumbled it
under your breath
but i still heard you
you cried on my shoulder
not that i hurt you
but because we were
laughingthen i held your hand
that's when i fell
god, i knew i'd never get up
but i didn't care
like you saidi want this forever
for this night
and all the
nights to come(for my friends win myo
and angelina love yall)
YOU ARE READING
the morning after
Poésieand everything changes the morning after, right? // highest rank - #108 in poetry