pacing and pacing.
running, chasing.
the boy that drove her mad was coming,
he was not being funny.
he knew she felt
weak in the knees
to feel her boy
kiss her cheek.
he didn't kiss her cheek
to be sweet,
he kissed her cheek,
to be a tease.
he kept her up,
she lost her sleep.
all to be
the girl her boy
would never leave.
-k.a
ESTÁS LEYENDO
love lies
Poetry"what would you do if she said you couldn't see me anymore?" the lonely girl asked the lost boy. "i'd be more secretive." his lips never lied to the girl he loved, yet his heart lied all the time, to the girl he calls "mine." / / / / heres to my sec...
