She tried hard to be his cup of tea.
Not too bitter, and not too sweet.
But he much preferred drinking coffee.
-it's not you, it's him.
YOU ARE READING
This Book is Probably About You.
PoesiaHis eyes are the perfect poem, i'll spend forever trying to write. On an endless search for adjectives, to capture them just right. I could try to write their meaning, but I think you'd fail to understand. 'Cause nothing quite that beautiful could b...
