I think I lost you
in paris
I think I found you
in rome.
We vowed we'd never
be our parents
And yet you still
felt like home.
I think we stayed
in new jersey
I think we danced all night
in prague
We had to part our
respective ways
And yet I still heard you
in the dark
but I'll see you in new york.
YOU ARE READING
all i have now
Poetry[poetry] all i have now is this pen, and this paper. and all i can do, is write.
