i knew i was being followed,
didn't know how i would feel
he comes rushing behind me,
"you're pretty by the way"
"thank you"
i said,
this train station is full of crazies and weird people,
so i don't pay no attention to them and just focus on my destination
i lied when he asked if i had a boyfriend,
i only wish he were you
YOU ARE READING
secrets i've kept hidden (a poetry story)
Poetryi have secrets, we have secrets, you and i, we were made of glass friends aren't really your friend, family isn't always blood the demon fucking with my head here's my story
