If You’re Reading This…

If you’re reading this I want to let you know I miss you. I miss all of the times we had. I miss when I would come over to your apartment, and life seemed simple then. I miss the moment I met you, at the library, while it was hot. You were wearing a bigContinue reading “If You’re Reading This…”

Missing Her

Women are made to be loved, not understood. – Oscar Wilde, Irish poet Remember when you used to come over and swim in my parent’s pool? Those days were the hottest I can remember, but your beauty compensated for the sweltering heat. I would wait for you to get off work and get done nannyingContinue reading “Missing Her”

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