A November Night 

it was a November night

we were walking hand in hand, the air was crisp

but we didn’t mind,

our love for each other kept us warm

that was the night I realised something

I couldn’t let you go

I wanted you in every possible way

moody, cheerful, excited, hysterical

And the day I see you at your worst

feeling nothing but despair,

convincing yourself that you’re cursed

I’ll be there

to put you back together

like you never broke apart

so my dear,

let me pour

pour my love out for you

to sip,

so you can understand

when your heart aches

my heart aches even more

 

yours truly,

P x

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