It appeared that she was right.
Our love lived not more than half of a year.
we were happy as two cats,
then got bored of beeing together.
This broken cup can't be united.
We're different.
Nothing can be done.
But late at night
looking through the window
I still think
why we made the first kiss.
Our first kiss
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2015
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