He looked beautiful.
His hair crisp and freshly brushed. His face almost scared and confused at first
but then calm.
Knowing full well what was about to happen.
I leaned in. I hesitated for a moment ,but in burst of courage it was done. It may have been a second ,but for me it lasted like 2 seconds.
He smelled like he needed a bath,
badly.
I strangely didn't mind.
Afterward I pulled him back and said "Goodnight Zing."
And as my cat scried out of the room I thought to myself.
"I need a girlfriend"
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A Boy And His Box
PoetryHey! This is my first time doing something like this so sorry if I suck. This is going to be a book mostly filled with poems I write. I'm going to do other things with later ,so of you don't like poetry stick around for some adventures. This book is...
