
OK, so this one is a bit cringey. It’s such an immature, gooey mess, that I never thought of publishing it…ever. I wrote this on a lazy, winter afternoon back in 2012 during my film school in Prague, when I met an extremely beautiful person, inside and outside, and had a brief but endearing friendship.
Years passed by. My writing changed, hopefully for betterment. This poem stayed buried in the cold dampness of my old notebook. However, as life would have it, I would meet her again, this time in early 2018 and things seemed to be much more resolute, much more concrete this time around. Since then I have written quite a lot for her and she loves them all.
Last year on Valentine’s Day I was with her and we watched LOVING VINCENT (biopic of our favorite artist) and then went on to dance the night away in…
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