i need him to be different than the others.
he was, till the girl with a "b" got jealous.
another girl is always in my way, a "best friend"
i sat next to him in english, he's also next to me in line.
if i'm being honest i think his "best friend" told him i liked him.
he got awkward before the pandemic hit.
he was the one i needed to be different..
YOU ARE READING
a field of flowers
Poetrypoetry made by a depressed teen with an awful love life but like just a shitty life in general lowercase intended these are my opinions and thoughts thru out the whole book so please respect them and i will respect yours (complete but bits and pie...