He visited again today.
He wore black this time.
His hair was still in a quiff
And his smile still the same.
He approached me first this time.
Hey. He said.
I looked up.
Its been awhile. He said.
Yeah. It has. I replied.
You know something changed. He confessed.
Oh and what is that? I questioned.
Us. He looked away.
But there was never an "us". I said.
Actually there was. The way we fought. We werent together but we had a relationship. He fixed his quiff.
I see. So what changed. I hoped for some sign. I didnt know what kind but I did.
I used to have a urge to insult you. He confessed again.
You still do. But not as offensive. I looked down.
Now I.. He paused.
You what? I questioned.
I like you. He stared at me. I froze.
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Poems, Rants and other jank
RandomOkay so I wrote these poems because of some people, some thangs, and some places. These rants though are just add ins because I cant write what I rant about in poems but just in a angry looking paragraph or something. Or I just need to fangirl. So p...
