Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

We always return to the same thing, 
Making promises to feel complete,
 But I already know that our time,
 Has already gone, but even so it is still fine,
We can have a cappuccino at the same bar. 

 I didn't think we would ever talk again, 
But when I saw your message on my phone,
Flashbacks lit up my mind,
I never forgot your brown eyes.