Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Stay the Night

They don't even remember why they fight,
or how it all started,
both sat down on a corner, cried,
she got her things, all packed up,
then he pleaded, "stay the night."
his arms around her waist, holding her tight,
"I'm sorry." he said,
and again, after times,
he made her feels like everything's alright.

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