I never existed to you until you read this sentence.
Never mind, you don't read my poetry, beautiful person sitting beside me in class.

YOU ARE READING
Desolate Moon (SS 2)
Poesiamore exhibitionism, more emotional outbursts, more uncomfortably uncut honesty. TRIGGER WARNING.
existence
I never existed to you until you read this sentence.
Never mind, you don't read my poetry, beautiful person sitting beside me in class.