Here I am again; getting tongue tied around you.
Stuttering my question that I wanted to ask you.
You replied with always, that word that means so much.
Gosh, can't you see how I blush?
YOU ARE READING
Written in the Paper
PoésieA series of feelings and unspoken thoughts. All poems/paragraphs written by me, myself, and I. A chaos of feelings I can only express through words. Enjoy. #438 In Poetry [8/20/16] #260 In Poetry [8/22/16] #102 In Poetry [9/0...
