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tuesdays grow to be
always so
boring.
maybe mondays
are too, but
tuesdays
appear
as just a second
monday.
i arrive in my
colorful
classroom,
where it is
noiseless.
i thought i rolled in the
classroom
first,
but oliver was
ahead
as always.
i dislike cherry flavored
things,
and oliver constantly
owns
cherry flavored
lip
balm.
the way he rubs it
on his
chapped lips
has me
fuming
with anger.
i don't quite
understand
why though.
just
makes
me so
irritated.
the smell of the
cherry
lip balm
makes
me rage.
i won't voice the truth
though,
it's outrageous
to explain.
oliver approached
me
with that
grin of
his.
he asked me if i
wanted to
pace outside
and
hang out.
no one questioned
me
about that
in a
long time.
it felt genuinely likable
to have
someone
offer me that.
of course i agreed
and he
explained
we should
play
outside at 10.
even
though
i hate to see his
cherry flavored
lip balm on his
soft lips.
once again,
oliver
brushed the
balm on the
borders
of his mouth.
he walked to
his seat
and i did too.
YOU ARE READING
cherry flavored.
Poetrynelly isn't very fond at the thought of her mom, and at oliver's cherry flavored lip balm supposedly. rankings: #1 in deepthinking 10/10/24 #46 in thoughts 10/18/24 reads: 101 10/13/24 158 10/18/24
