I told him I'll always be here
As if that could make up for it
Let's hope I mean it this time
My hand tensed in his and I leaned closer
It's been a nice year, we sit together now
I mean it this time.
YOU ARE READING
Letters For Someone, Someday
PoetryPoems and short stories/The manic ramblings of a middle schooler (except the last chapter I'm not in middle school anymore) Tws: references to suicide, death, drugs, abuse, I don't know u can handle it
