Get used to life without you

Hardly ever we’ll get a dog
That will be our first co-responsibility,
I don’t think we’ll find new jobs
To escape from to get five o’clock tea.

I can’t imagine we will grow old:
You’ll wear sandy awkward straw hat…
I never imagined, I never thought
That the magic between us could end.

I won't be an old man for
Approximately another seventy years or so,
For about the same time I won’t be able to
Get used to life without you.


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Это один из самых лучших стихов о любви, который я читала!

Нэнси Уилер   16.11.2024 18:57     Заявить о нарушении