There wasn't a her in the beginning.
Just him.
And me.
Maybe.
His laugh, oh how hard I try to make him laugh.
Smile too.
But I seem to be able to do that without trouble.
Does that mean...?
No.
How could it?
Luna Elvenfleur xx
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That Boy
PoetryThis is the first ongoing compilation story/poem piece of writing. Let's see how it goes. Luna Elvenfleur
