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ummm here’s a little something, idk if you’d call it a poem but oh welll
it happened quite fast
i didn’t really mind though
until it came to an end
an end i didn’t want
and i’m truly not mad
in fact i feel so selfish
because although you’re not ready
there just isn’t anyone else for me
how can i forget the calls and the facetimes
our first date, you wanted to meet my dad probably just to wind him up
i hope you keep the keyring i gave you
i can’t stop glancing at my phone
just in case you call or message
but i know that won’t happen
so for now, i’ll just miss you