Even though it's been five years
At nights I think of you
And what us could have been
Because I truly believe we were meant for each other
At least at that time
And now
And maybe a future one too
But we couldn't be together
And we can't be together
Will we be together?
Maybe in five years
ten years
Or maybe never
YOU ARE READING
it's on me
Документальная прозаfeelings and whatever comes to my mind and explodes in writing.
