December 6, 2016
Today was a tough day for me. I remember sitting on top of a table and staring blankly across the room.
He saw the tears while we were writing a song. Thoughts swallowed me whole; I was drowning, yet I didn't know.
All of a sudden, I heard a voice...
One who could sing, but faked about being unable to.
It was him.
He was making a fool of himself, to make me laugh at least.
He looked ridiculous, but I can't help it stare when he looks me in the eyes waiting for me to smile.
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Mindless
PoesiaIn 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...
