We can still do that
We are not on the hook yet
The nights of wine and candles
The expensive dishes taste terrible
We could hit a ritzy restaurant
We can dress glitzy and fake flaunt
We keep receipts and hide the tags
We feel good to get out of these rags
We could barely afford this trip
We can't slow time, so we sip
I love you from June to May
I love our love has stayed this way
I promise that will never change
France will never be the same.
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Author:
TakeYourKnife (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is wishful thinking, which I want so badly, but it feels like it will never happen.
- Category: Love
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