Months Poem by Rebecca Stansfield
Months
I should be working,
but how could I possibly?
When I'm addicted to you,
knowing you're addicted to me too.
The girl next door,
my brain inside,
and I'm forever wanting more,
but how could I possibly?
Dreaming the same dreams as yesterday,
and this time last year,
but how could I, possibly?
when another month is May.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
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