We used to bond
over books and funny stories,
used to joke
over who was the better musician,
used to laugh
over stupid texts at 3 am;
used to mold perfectly together,
as two lonely puzzle pieces
that finally met their matches.
What happened?
YOU ARE READING
Book of Poems
Poetryi love writing poetry but i hate figuring out titles so disregard them because they're poorly planned out but the poems are good i hope
