There’s a day I’ve been living again and again in my mind. A day before now that lingers like the smell of rain after the storm has passed.
Strange it is that I recall when you went down and I was distracted by something I do not recall.
If I could have had you as more than a friend with benefits I’d take you by the hand and propose to you in the most romantic of ways.
Those days are gone and now I wonder what if things had been different.
Please consider subscribing to my Patreon. I post on my Patreon content that I don’t post on my blogs and sites. I post my writing and blog posts throughout the day on my Patreon: http://Patreon.com/jason29171
Categories: Fiction poetry short story writing
jasonwhitaker29171
Please consider the Following:
https://www.patreon.com/jason29171
http://Fjasonwhitakerwriter.com
https://www.fjasonphoto.com/
https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/Z6P9332V8VAW?ref_=wl_share
https://spotifyanchor-web.app.link/e/MivKFlbyYsb
https://www.patreon.com/jason29171
https://www.linkedin.com/in/jason-whitaker-6234b87
https://gurushots.com/jasonwhitaker29171/photos
https://www.tiktok.com/@jason29171