3rd of the 3.
4 out of 5.
And now it's done.
The amazing pieces of art you've made.
The glittering letters.
They're done.
Over.
And now you're leaving.
Did I think too far ahead?
Was my imagination too big back then?
With my fantasy world of unicorns and birds and rainbows and you and me and them.
It probably was.
I always overthink.
I always do that.
Will I break the record,
and get over 71?
Get to 100,
500
1,000
1,000,000?
I don't wanna live in the rain for that long,
but part of me does want to.
Well,
I know one thing at least,
and it's that now I need some new reading material.
YOU ARE READING
maerdyad
PoesíaI don't know, I just need to write stuff right now. When you thought you found the one, after all this time, after all the poeple that left, and it turns out, she loves someone else. For when the rain comes, and the hail, and all hell is unleashed, ...
