you sat quietly at dinner,
your fork playing with broccoli
and there were tears in your eyes.
you told me you
thought i was slipping
through your fingers
and i smiled and said
the only thing they’re slipping
through is, yours.
YOU ARE READING
where we fell
Romansa❝Maybe we fell in love because we can't be together.❞ A sequel to the story 'something' told in his own words. © tilmorning
