"Are you going home already?"
"No, I'm going to stay for a while."
"I'll stay with you then."
"Okay."
🌼
"I have to go."
"Oh, okay. I'll go with you. Let me bring your bag."
"No, it's okay. I can carry it."
"Come on, just let me. You know, chivalry."
"Yeah, right."
We paused for a moment. I wanted to bring my bag, but he insisted.
Things changed and it makes me feel strange.
Could it be?
No, Katherine, it's hard to believe. He's probably just being extra nice again.
Katherine, take care of yourself.
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...