I thought that maybe
If I cried aloud
Or if I could catch her attention
Somehow
She would follow me home
And I wouldn't be sleeping alone.
I told myself I had to get her number
It was my last chance
I remember
Walking out of the club that night
And watching the girl
With bright blue eyes.
It took over me, I must admit
The girl to stand up was
Never me
But I had courage and I had love
I said to myself
"Here we go"

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Her [ Lesbian Story ]
Poetry{COMPLETED} It was a sad love It never got us anywhere She wore flower crowns In her hair When she would look me In the eye Her beauty made me Want to cry I would stay silent And die a little inside For I knew, one day She would no longer be m...