Perhaps you're right. It is hard, seeing you again. It brings back so much. Like those memories of high walls of long grass on hot days, of park benches and movie theaters. Illicit pleasures, practically in public. Do you remember?
It is hard, seeing you again. It brings back so much.
Like those memories of high walls of long grass on hot days, of park benches and movie theaters. Illicit pleasures, practically in public.
Do you remember?