I think I must have known you in another life
How else could I have known your name tonight?
How else could I remember the curve of that nose and the shape of those lips when you smiled?
I saw you, sitting in the corner
and I think, I remembered something
except it was on a beach
and sitting on a rooftop in the summer
YOU ARE READING
Heartless and Disorientated
PoetryF. T. Willz wannabe I'm a tortured poet I guess -all photography is by me-