the waning weeks of summer are here
and all i can do is look in the mirror
and wonder what she has that i don't
i should be outside
soaking in sun rays and good vibes
instead i am here
looking through her profile
was i just a summer fling?
all i can do is
dread
the next "wyd"
-i didn't realize i was a time filler
YOU ARE READING
longing personified
Poésiea collection of poems about friendships, love, loss, and heartbreak. the perfect representation of the teenage experience.
