When we said goodbye
at the end,
I kissed you
and pricked you
with the stubble
of my beard.
I was wounded
in our last moment
but I didn’t want
our last moment
to be painful
for you too.
Creative Writing, Walking, Travel
Creative Writing, Walking, Travel
When we said goodbye
at the end,
I kissed you
and pricked you
with the stubble
of my beard.
I was wounded
in our last moment
but I didn’t want
our last moment
to be painful
for you too.