and we needed to make a site with Poems on there ( but u needed to write one poem by yourself). The poem reminds me of when i was 7-8 when i worn high heels the first time. I couldn't stay of them. so if u are intrested to read the poem. it is in flemish but i wil translate the...
Remembering those summer days,
Driving for miles with nothing between us but comfortable silence,
Under the warming sun.
Those days, we'd laugh under the summer clouds,
We'd gaze at the sky at night,
The onlooking moon, listening to the tide against the...