Less than love, this is
What-would-you-call-it? It is
Infatuation.
Infatuation
For the boy I've crushed on
And not fallen for,
The repercussions
Are Getting bad--worse--and
Harder to deal with,
So I'll just get better
Without a boy on my mind,
At least, just this time.
-April 18, '18
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Poem's Majority w\ Short Stories Galore
Poezja"He proceeds; Without disuasion; To sneak; Lurk; And crawl around me." - Chapter One Includes the many poems, which are sometimes counted as shorts, that I have created and will create this school year (2017-18) and maybe on. They're most likely goi...
