I always go back to that day—
I'm sitting in the coffee shop
with you right beside me
and my clueless mother in front of us
We're laughing and we smile
with our fingers intertwined under the table
Because in that moment
(months before it all started to crash and burn)
We had what others would never truly see nor understand
And that secret,
it was ours.
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Fancy Words
Poetry» I try to be friends with both my A N G E L S and M O N S T E R S « Oh, all these words swimming in my head. *Previously titled "The Poems In My Head".
