To you who is like a bunny, everyday I was with you I found something funny
Unpredictable whilst being the most impressionable .
You'd hit and kick, but never out of anger. it's so sad that you're now a stranger.
A cherished bond that felt like it had been decades. But now everything I see of your feels like a sharp blade.
Was I wrong to assume your feelings for me bloomed further than that of a friends'? I guess I'll never know until we talk again.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
YOU ARE READING
𝐅𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
Random~Ode's to the old~ Poems about my old friends! I've had this for about a month so I decided to just publish it bc I might develop a dust allergy if it just sits there
