February 1, 2014
3:08 AM
Maybe the flowers
Can teach me
How to get over
How I feel each time
I see you
And how to fall asleep
At night when
I'm haunted by
Dreams as I lay
Awake
YOU ARE READING
Three AM
ПоэзияA bunch of old short stories and sort of but not really poems and random thoughts I've written down. Mostly at early morning hours when I really should be sleeping instead of thinking about a billion things. They're not all in chronological order.
