the summer i met you was the summer i’d never ever forget.
except it was winter, never summer so now i was starting to regret.
YOU ARE READING
nostalgia ┊❁ཻུ۪۪⸙
Poetryfor you who has found this, for you who has vainly read my dreaded feelings and silent sobs.
6 : 09 p.m.
the summer i met you was the summer i’d never ever forget.
except it was winter, never summer so now i was starting to regret.
