I wanted to hold her hand
Outside of those prisoned walls
I thought she would go with me
To walk around the streets of Montreal
That we would have coffee somewhere
And begin a new journey and all that
As if that was ever going to happen
How foolish my childish heart
Like she'd say you are just like a baby
And I'd say no you're my little...
Of course I fell head over heels for her
She was one of a kind
No one would ever compare or come close
Her face is etched on my eyes
She showed me tendresse I had never known
~Tash
Dated: 26.04.18
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