when i became a florist
I keep writing on my letter diary every evening
and I keep writing purple prose poetry every morning
because you left me
you forgot your promise,
a promise we made in front of the serene sea
you forgot our wedding day,
the beginning of our...
and I keep writing purple prose poetry every morning
because you left me
you forgot your promise,
a promise we made in front of the serene sea
you forgot our wedding day,
the beginning of our...