I loved you like no other could,
I tried to hold on, i promise.
But you don't feel the same.
And now i can't do it anymore,
Cause you don't do it anymore.
YOU ARE READING
Culaccino
PoetryCulaccino~a mark left on a surface by the bottom of a wet glass. Last summer, You said you love me, You said you'll be there forever. Last summer, We held hands, We kissed. Now summer's gone, You too. If we ever see again, All I'll ever say is, Reme...
