POEMS HE COULD NOT RESIST WRITING
soon becoming all about her
were definitely worth the use of the ancient pen.
so, he began scribbling away, casting down the many metaphors of her.
oh, if she knew all the times
she made him smile without even trying to
she would think of him as a psychopath
—and he clearly didn't want that.
and before he could think even more about her
he blushed and told himself enough was enough.
and he could have sworn he heard his grandfather's voice through the whistles of the trees
in his croaking and cheery voice saying, ❝ some call it love, son. hold fast to her. ❞
NOTE
(KHUNSA IS SLOWLY CRAWLING BACK INTO HER HIATUS HOLE. PARDON HER.)
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Short Storyan unlikely story of a young man who is in search for the sense of belonging when he finds something much better. [21.12.17] etherealsouls- all rights reserved © cover by achillean