Chapter Eleven
You remembered the kiss.
But I knew you'd act like you didn't.
You merely didn't mention it.
Your house was small but cosy.
Your room was tiny but comfortable.
Your couch was just what I liked.
But you were the best.
I slept on the couch,
YOU ARE READING
One Promise - PJM
Romance"I dream while looking at you Inside those pitch black nights The lights we saw in each other Were saying the same thing . . . "
