you sat next
to
me.
on my sidewalk.
"andrew,"
you said.
and we shook.
"your name?"
you asked.
"irrelevant,"
i said.
you begged me
to
tell
you.
i refused.
but the truth is,
i don't know.
YOU ARE READING
Him
PovídkyShe saw Him and She loved Him. ~writing this in the style of "Eve." God, I love that book.
