"You're hanging out with him"
"What do you mean by him"
What did he even do wrong,
It's his life not yours right?
"You killed her Asher" calls one
"It's all your fault she's gone" another
He walks down the hall
Head down, just about ready to fall
I want to believe he did nothing wrong
But I don't know what to believe
He's talk of the town
Desiree is gone
She made the decision
Not Asher
So what makes him so bad
There's something I don't know
"Asher" I call
But his eyes tell me everything I need to know
"Get me away from here"
YOU ARE READING
Iris and Asher
Puisi~It's so odd how people drift apart Like how people drift away From memories and photographs That always seem to stay and remain the same~ A short story on how opposites could try and attract
