A dirty secret,
Filled with fantasy.
Angry lust.
Fake kisses,
false promises,
Sloppy seconds.We're only friends.
YOU ARE READING
Vᥱrsᥱs
PoetryBeing a writer, my brain is filled with glorious ideas. I want to give my words life- and these are mine.
Pretend
A dirty secret,
Filled with fantasy.
Angry lust.
Fake kisses,
false promises,
Sloppy seconds.We're only friends.