We fell into the bush and have never laughed so loud. these last few hours have been magical, and it seems as if we've known each other forever. but against all that feels right, we will be saying goodbye in a matter of hours. all of the things we've done, from the morning rush under the quilted sheets, to our nightly indiscretions that would make the oldest of people blush. it was a time like none I've felt before, one that we will each hold on to, and make our fondest memories.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem