What you’re doing!
Nothing will ever be the same again
But then it never was.
This was meant to be a poem, vaguely haiku. If it confuses you don’t worry it confuses my mother too. None of my family like it, except Gavin who said “Deep” but then again saying anything negative especially to me is not his forte. My mother asked me why I’m posting this, I couldn’t think of a good reason.
Then I pushed publish…