I swung my legs
back and forth.
I decided to tell him
today.
Yet another risk I'm taking.
Who cares, I don't know what I'm doing.
He thinks this is just a normal practice,
but no, it might be our last good encounter.
He pushed my skateboard and urged me on
when I called out his name, hesitantly.
"Hey, by the way," I said,
"I like you."
He froze.
I made my decision,
and I did it.
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Forbidden Love
Poezja"Can you still love someone even if they don't love you back? If so, how much are you willing to put in?" Short poems and quick tales make up this collection and stories of people in love. This will contain multiple separate storylines, each similar...
