I see you again
The next day.
Your hair is blowing
softly in the wind
As you smile at more
And more
And more
girls.
But
You catch my eye.
And you stare at me
For the rest of the day.
YOU ARE READING
A Story About Love
Storie d'amore'You're the gem I found by accident And I'm not letting you go.' Him and her. Her and him. A story about love.
