he gets them both
a glass of water
and they sit at the bar
in his kitchen.
"you'd think we'd
know eachother's names
by now, huh?"
she blurts out.
he cocks his head
to the side and smirks.
"your name is xayla-mae."
YOU ARE READING
bits&pieces
Poetrybut darling, there are thousands who would kill to be you, despite your bits and pieces ○○○ And here I am, back at it again with the turning faults and flaws into tragic beauties- or so they say. Please let me know what you think! ~lowercase intend...
