𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑠.
𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚.
𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑗𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠.
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚.
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒.
𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚.
𝐼𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑛.
𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑜𝑑𝑑.
𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘.
𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑦.
𝐿𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑑𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑙𝑒.
𝑀𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑏𝑖𝑔.
𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑑𝑒.
𝑀𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑡.
𝑀𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑔𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑒.
𝐼 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚.
𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝑦𝑝𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑇𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑆𝑤𝑖𝑓𝑡.
𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝑦𝑝𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑇𝑎𝑦𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑆𝑤𝑖𝑓𝑡.
𝑀𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑖𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒.
𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑠.
𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑒.
𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠.
𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑒.
𝐼 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒.
𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑒.
𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒,
𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒.
𝐼𝑓 𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒,
𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑒𝑑.
𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑡,
𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒.
𝑆𝑜 𝑦𝑒𝑎ℎ, 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝐼 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑤𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝐼 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑑𝑜.
(Made on the 19th of July, at 6:58pm)
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