you were there.
one night, i smiled in my dream,
walking through the
hallway with you wearing
my favorite uniform as a sign
of my professionalism.
i don't know what
to think about that,
and i didn't know why
you were there too.
YOU ARE READING
beau
Poetry| prose collection different boys. different kinds of pain. different experiences. left me feeling indifferent when it comes to love.
