sometimes i find myself thinking about you
and remenber that we're not a thing anymore
and then i come back to reality
YOU ARE READING
encore en vie
Poetrythe fantastic never seemed so common, the beautiful has never been more equal, life has never been more ordinary, and I've never been so confused, so I wrote.
something
sometimes i find myself thinking about you
and remenber that we're not a thing anymore
and then i come back to reality
