You want to know how I know I'm in too deep?
Because I don't just think about him in the lonely hours of the night.
I think about him at 2:44 PM on a Tuesday.
Or at 10:07 AM on a Saturday.
He's always just... there.
-01/26/2019
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My Little Black Book of Thoughts
RandomA collection of poems, prose, and random thoughts by a girl who just loves to write. ••• All rights reserved, aka please don't steal my work 🖤
