XXIV.
DAYS.
those smiles and words we utter
one day, we will remember
our paths met once, then never
in a hundred days of summer.
- and you felt like forever.
-darrylrxx
YOU ARE READING
HERE IS WHERE YOU LEFT ME. [ON-GOING]
Poetry"I can't stop writing about you." A compilation of poetry.
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