Big Wheel

Joy B.
1 min readSep 4, 2018

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It was supposed to be the same:
The same feelings
The same smell
The same taste... our reencounter

It was completely different:
A confused start
No cuddling
Tasteless

You stayed for the night
We woke up together
You left me without even giving a kiss

It was like a big wheel ride
And now I'm at the bottom again

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Joy B.

Crônicas, críticas e poemas. Supostamente uma adulta que sabe o que está fazendo.