I impromptu made this in my head and recited it to this girl I liked, the ending was tragic...
I am in cloud nine, do you feel the same?
My guilty pleasure drives me insane
Yet I care not for my state of mind
For you I leave sobriety behind
YOU ARE READING
WORD PLAY
Poetry"The lonesome hours is when imagination is vast, limitless even". Word Play is a collection of poetry of all kinds made in the most haphazard moments of a gay girl's life. note: for the part about the 2015 movie Carol, see chapter titled "carol" P.S...
