Now I can't look at the calendar
without giving a smile
14th of November is my 4th of July
I can still recall what happened that day
Memories are fresh even it's already May
Six months have passed
But it seems like yesterday
We were together
during the most quiet time of the day
2 in the morning you picked me up
Passed the street lights while we shared a laugh
Though gates were already closed
And the neighborhood was taking a nap
Didn't mind to get lost; we need not a map
We enjoyed the rest of the night
Till your watch said it was four o'clock
It was time for Cinderella to go
She secretly wished the doors were locked
YOU ARE READING
Racing Thoughts
PoetryAll the Little Thoughts was the first poetry book that I published here. I tried to submit it to a publishing house, hoping to be considered. Unfortunately, I've received the saddest email today informing me that my manuscript was not chosen. The fi...
