Have you told me as many funny things?
Or are you having fun?
Bitter coffee and sugar cookies,
dandelions, and juicy grapes,
denim jacket and red silk,
memories, and what it’ll become
Have you just forgotten
everything that passed?
Once, or twice, in a thrice
Puff, it’s gone.
“Yesterday love was such an easy game to play. Now I need a place to hide away. Oh, I believe in yesterday.”
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