Halfway through.
7/9/24 11:21 pmAnd one more friend to miss or not miss or think about in quiet times.
I remember the smell of your sweat, your hair, and the way we held each other in your old apartment. I’m not sure how much we meant to each other, but it was sweet to know you nonetheless.
I remember the smell of your sweat, your hair, and the way we held each other in your old apartment. I’m not sure how much we meant to each other, but it was sweet to know you nonetheless.