"I told you to leave him alone!"
"He said he didn't have a sister. Why should I believe you?"
She stared at me
like she could kill me twenty different ways
with just her bare hands, and said:
"He's not what you think he is.
And believe me when I say he's going to break your heart"
"Why? Are you still mad because he broke yours?", I said.
And just as she came, she left.
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Neptune
Poetry"My mother called me Neptune, after the roman god of the sea. She had no idea..." 63 in Poetry on September 27th 2015.
