This post is the second part of my new poetry series “K.” If you haven’t read part one yet you can find it by clicking here.
Why is it called K? Maybe it’s his initial, maybe it’s the last thing he ever said to me, maybe it’s both, maybe it’s neither.
Part Two is called Terrible Cup Of Tea.
The first one you made for me
It was terrible by the way
But I still remember it to this day
That’s how it all started though
Back then I really didn’t know
That when you made that cup of tea
You’d one day ask to marry me.
Here is the audio version of this post on SoundCloud.
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