I needed
to talk to him.
I was so oblivious
to the heartache
that I never stopped to ask him
about his day.
Jacob,
if you can hear me,
I'm sorry.
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What Comes Next... [Wattys 2014]
PoetryViolet has never stopped running. She lives for the wind on her face, and seeing the blur of cars as they drive by. And she has real problems to run from. An alcoholic mother, an abusive ex-boyfriend, and the lowest grades in school. It's time for V...