"I think there's no wrong, if I hide this for so long" Jane decided to create an alias for herself.
Let's call her by the name, Garnet from now on.
Garnet decided to open her Tumblr account, probably searching for memes and some shitty stuff she is obsessed with.
A uncanny idea popped on her head, I should do poems instead? Will it be good? Putting all the pain I've been through, all the emotions I was hiding. Everything that always hit me with a sting. But what if everything turns into nothing?
She choose to make one.
Someone, someone noticed. "It was amazing!"
Her phone buzzed, Garnet checks it. "How the fuck are you so good at poetry?! I am not sure if you are really a beginner or you're just lying lmao"
"Uh, thanks ig? I thought it was bad.."
"Oh shut up, it wasn't" Trying to cheer her up, huh?
"Oh shit, I forgot, what's your name?"
"I'm... Jane, you...?"
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry[ ripple » a small wave ] welcome to the hopeless world of jillian. tell me immediately if my grammar is wrong, let's correct my mistakes (: highest ranking 346 in Poetry as of 4th of August [ completed | toosdays | 2017 ]
