"I don't have any secrets"
"That's a lie. Everyone has secrets"
(You have haunted my thoughts and dreams since the moment my eyes met yours. I have memorized the slant in your brow and the wave in your hair, the sweep of your lashes and the rhythm of your steps. I would know you deaf, blind, numb, in this world or any other)
YOU ARE READING
Pretty Things, like the Moon and You (a stream of thought by a girl in love)
Thơ caThis was supposed to be a poem But I can't write one, because there are no assortments of these 26 letters that showcase how I feel You are poetry in and of yourself And I swear I can feel words and metaphors Etched into every part of my skin you ha...
