December 3, 2016
Katherine and Bill were talking. Katherine had just finished with her report. Bill then told her,
"Remember when I asked you a question during your report, and you approached me?"
Katherine nodded.
"Well, right after you turned around, Frank wanted to ask you something."
"What was it?"
"He whispered it, but I heard him. I was going to call you again, but he nudged me." Bill said with a grin.
"What did he want to ask me then?"
"He said: Will you go out with me?"
YOU ARE READING
Mindless
PoetryIn here lies pieces of Katherine's mind. What it felt like to love someone and what it felt to be left behind. She is a wanderer, one who writes poems about her adventures. This is her most prized possession, the Mindless days of her wandering hear...
