One Direction posters plastered all over your bedroom walls.
The refreshing taste of Peach Peace Tea; an addiction you shared with me.
The Lokai bracelet you handed down to me that I lost during 9th grade.
Shut Up and Dance by WALK THE MOON.
House of Gold by Twenty One Pilots.
Counting Stars by OneRepublic.
Sky blue, your highschool Mini Cooper, reflecting all of the sun rays.
Candy, the sweet taste of cherry limeades.
Shadows, the clouds moving across the skies of Washington.
You have always been in my life.
There are six years between us;
despite this, sometimes people think I’m older than you.
Yet the distance has never mattered.
Some would describe us as a binary star.
Two stars always gravitating around each other,
so close to each other that scientists have labeled them as one.
Despite binary stars being made up of two stars,
the connection is always there.
YOU ARE READING
You Don't Have To Be Perfect.
PoetryJust like how no body owes anybody to be "perfect", this book consists of not "perfect" poetry by me. The poetry in this book will range from poems that I wrote for assignments at school to just poetry that I wanted to write/wrote in my free time.
