I tried to smile, to you.
Again, and again, and again.
But overthinking just had to be the only thing I think about.
"What if I look ugly?"
"What if he thinks I'm weird?"
But why can't you look at my direction and let our eyes meet?
Again, yet again,
I'll keep on trying.
YOU ARE READING
Safety pin.
PuisiPoetry&Prose, which safety pins the heart of a teenage girl. Love, family, friends, life. Est.2016-2018
