Jay raved about me
to the cashier
as I bought my paint;
reciting exact words
I told her.
That made me recive
a genuine smile from the cashier.
"Thank you."
He must have been her father.
Arriving home,
I opened the door,
And there,
I dropped my bags on the floor.
YOU ARE READING
Sanity (Frerard)
Fanfiction"And what I felt was more than thumping. I felt his love for me. and I think he loves me with his soul too." .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*. •Warning: Triggers • Drug Use • Soft Sexual Content • .*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.
