Is it...? Could it be?
Yes! It's him!
No, her.
Or them.
I'm so happy to see her again,
The person I've been dreaming about for the past three months.
Her name is different and she's a she now,
Or a they,
But she's still the same sweet jelly bean.
It's refreshing to see that she still cares about me;
She still likes me in that way;
She still gives me the tightest hugs;
I'm still special.
And though we may not really be in a relationship,
We can at least talk now,
And she says that she'll be there for me.
That, I think, is enough to keep me happy.
YOU ARE READING
Swoosh - a book of breezy poetry
PoesíaSome of the least poetic poems you'll ever read, written by, you guessed it, me! These are some thoughts and feelings that I tried to put into words. I started writing poetry regularly back in January, so the poems in this book kind of tell the stor...
