Last night I got a text telling me to check my email.
He had written me a poem.
He reminded me of how he felt when he met me.
He reminded me of the thoughts he had.
He even reminded me of that night in the beginning we stayed up all night talking - just the
two of us.
I was bawling.
It was perfect.
He had written it three years before he met me.
He had written me a poem.
He reminded me of how he felt when he met me.
He reminded me of the thoughts he had.
He even reminded me of that night in the beginning we stayed up all night talking - just the
two of us.
I was bawling.
It was perfect.
He had written it three years before he met me.
1 comment:
w.o.w.
pure. i love you.
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