i had a dream. it was your birthday, we hung out at my house and we awkwardly sat on my couch. i don't remember much except that, i just remember my mum saying "happy birthday love"
that's all i remember
and it's the closest i've gotten to you in a while
YOU ARE READING
~sadness throughout~
Poetrypoetry, (i think), about current life problems. and yes. these are sad.
