I prayed that you wouldn't ask me
I pulled my sleeves down even further
You just walked up and sat down
The shop was about to close
But you stayed as long as I did
You acted like there was nobody there .
But there was.
Me.
You came one day,
Then the next,
And the next.
I came too.
Then came the day you spoke to me.
YOU ARE READING
scars
Poetrythey say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star. Maybe when i leave scars on my skin, im not dying, maybe im going home.
