I stayed still in your car
At first, you don't mind it at all
It was just the two of us
We didn't talk much
Just the sound of the rain that dominate us
We, maybe, have a fought with our mind
Which I don't know what yours,
and can't remember what mine was.
Until,
"You better get out and go home", has told from your chocolate colored lip that you got from smoke.
Why?
Can't I stay?
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Sudden Thought Poetry
PoetryMade with heart and emotional feelings. Wraping all of my body. Poetry.