An old draft 2

I wish I could write a poem for you, darling; I wish I could sing for you but I laugh at that thought because it'd be as fake as our love. You wanted a pastime and I was lonely. Perfect match eh? Probably not. Oh how I hated your giggles! Remember when you laughed out…

An old draft.

Whatever we said to each other and everything that meant the world to us; the silence, stolen kisses, moments up against the wall, sharing food, staring at stars that fall, words said, promises made, the home we dreamt of, the world we wanted to tour; They don't mean shit now. Remember when you said you'd…