It's a pity and such a shame.
The scent of sugarless coffee now makes me smile till I realise why it has that effect on me. It's as if a part of you is here next to me. In this homely cafe on Park Street. In this mingling of sin and love at first conversation. In this depressing day-dream of mine, no one has a problem with Us. It's a place where your touch is seen as as more than what they thought it was. Where your word is Truth and where, at the end of the day, you'd come for me.
It's a pity and such a shame.....
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To Whom It May Concern:
PoetryLetters written for the ones who want to know me or want to know the words that have been unspoken for so long.
