and i don't really know when,
(maybe it was the day you dropped me into ice cold water
or maybe it was the time you suggested i strip for you
or maybe it was the day we were screaming and sprinting down the hallway until we got caught
or maybe it was the day our teacher thought we were fucking in the other room)
but somewhere between there
you put me in the mindset of:
"why the fuck should i care?"
and "fuck all limits"
and that's changed all my priorities
scrambled my thinking process
and made me happier
so, fuck it,
i love you.
YOU ARE READING
ampersand
Poetrya collection of trash poetry from a girl who tries to treat people with kindness although many have been unkind to her
