| September 17, 2016 |
Della spent the night and we had Jell-O shots.
When you and Kameron got off work y'all came back to my house.
Me and Della were in my room chillin and Kameron and you walked in.
Y'all weren't here that long.
My mom kept telling you to talk to me.
She was embarrassing me.
I heard you telling my mom you had to go And you was tryna doge her.
You said "I'll talk to you later" and gave me a hug.
But I knew you wasn't gonna talk to me.
I knew better than to expect you to call or text me.
It turns out I was right though cause you never did talk to me.
The thing is that I know I'm going to be so fucked when you leave.
I'm pouring whatever is left of me into you and I know when you leave again it will hurt so much,
But I don't care because I want you.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry| ѕтarтed: aprιl 1, 2016 | Book One | Nate, Nothing can really compare to those days we shared. The way your eyes met mine and the way I fell. Slow yet quickly. It was slow as I hadn't noticed I was falling for awhile... But when I did notice everyt...
