Thursday 1:10am 16 August 2018
I know this.
I recognise this.
If I write about you,
it'll take me forever to let go.
but I've started now- how can I stop?
I don't let him sleep over
and I don't let him in.
it still feels like cheating.
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