Little Tidy had a friend,
Who she looked up to,
And she could stand.
And every day, they would do anything together,
Her mind was the limit,
And Little Tidy's friend beside her.
Little Tidy could tell her secrets,
The smallest whispers,
That took her breath.
And Little Tidy loved her friend.
She thought it would last,
From the beginning to the very end.
So, imagine Little Tidy's innocent heart,
When Little Tidy's little friend,
Never loved her from the start.
YOU ARE READING
The Hollow Shell ✔️
Poesía"Those empty eyes you have. That hollow heart you hold. Sometimes I wonder, If you have ever loved me at all." -Empty
