a knock on the door breaks
xayla out of her reverie.
who could possibly be here?
laying on her side on the floor,
she chooses to ignore it.
her eyes begin to
flutter closed again
when another impatient
knock sounds.
with a grunt of effort,
she pushes herself to her feet
and clambers over to the door.
slowly undoing the locks,
and yanking it open.
her mouth falls open in surprise
as she's faced with a concerned looking jared.
"oh, jeez,"
YOU ARE READING
bits&pieces
Poesíabut 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...
