What Was Once Yesterday

May 2, 2018
I wish I could see your face,
Or remember how your lips taste.
I hope you mean what you say
because you can never take that away.
And at one point I wanted you to stay,
But now I don’t know if I feel that way.
I just know I want what was once yesterday.





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