MissUnderstandingA Poem by Ashleyi never could make sense of our first meeting. your drunken kiss, the boyish grin. you were a man with a completely incomplete life. i was a girl trying to begin a life completely my own. you told me i understood you she didn’t. but in the end, i didn’t understand, did i? the only person that will ever understand the mess of you is you. but you don’t, do you? © 2011 Ashley |
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