My hands shook
The words coming out in fragments
I knew she was going to be weirded out
But when we met I've been happy since
I didn't want to risk it
But I couldn't stand waiting
I pressed send
And began waiting
I texted my friend
Telling her what I did
I couldn't read her response
I just hid
I quietly open the text
And read it to myself
I was so happy
She said yes herself
YOU ARE READING
Seashells and Rosemary
PoezjaThis is a book of random writings. I can't really call it poetry anymore. Not all of these are my own situations, but some are. I write quite a bit about others situations. Thank you for stopping by, hope you atleast stay for some tea.
