sometimes love is as simple as not liking licorice but as complicated as wanting absinthe for so long to end up tasting like it.
YOU ARE READING
you.
PoetryWriting about you strips me away from everything I thought I knew. Makes me feel things I thought weren't true. Visions our days to yet be new.
hills like white elephants
sometimes love is as simple as not liking licorice but as complicated as wanting absinthe for so long to end up tasting like it.
