Nostalgia the 16th

The 16th day of the month

An air of nostalgia I breathe.

How you looked at me with puppy eyes.

You were a charmer.

A romantic in that kind.

the serenade that captured my heart.

The poem that made me pout.

You sang songs of apologies

and showed me a love so great.

I couldn’t ask for more

You made me the happiest

You offered the world

through your songs.

You laid it on my feet

that it made me float along.


you kissed me goodbye. 11/16

16th of November

How I miss you so much babe.

two years have passed by. (haiku)


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