DARLING you no longer tell me to never skip a meal,
you don't ask for my days anymore,
you forgot how to talk and look at me like before.
- Little Things (that you forgot)

YOU ARE READING
These Poems Are For You
PoesíaIf you ever find this book, you'd know it was about you, but I wrote it for me.
XXIII
DARLING you no longer tell me to never skip a meal,
you don't ask for my days anymore,
you forgot how to talk and look at me like before.
- Little Things (that you forgot)