Drinks pass and people laugh as the summer comes to an end. Old friends ask when will love last? What is my type? I turn without a doubt that I will leap at the sight. I am not casual never have been and never will be.
If the price we play together is not a record. Then take that digital profile to else wear. I am old fashion as my fashion shows, love didn’t follow.
I walked away because I wanted more. If I never marry that will due as long as I remain true. Love is not an answer it is a question. I will climb the heights out of sight if he meets me on the other side.