Thursday 7:13pm 26 July 2018
I went home with a soft smile on my lips,
it's not in me to deny some level of fun
but the wine of my eighth date
stained my tongue with the verdict
that it's been three weeks and I still want
no one else but you.
YOU ARE READING
「 days without you 」
PoetryDear Dennis. This is when you took everything away from me, and it may have been the best thing you've ever done for me. . . . . jours sans toi ⟶ translation: days without you
