To the love I may never find,
I hope you ask me to read to you from my favorite stories, even if I hate to hear my voice.
I hope you laugh at me when I get absorbed in a book or movie, and laugh harder when I blush.
I hope you let me wear your shirts and tell me jokingly how much you like my shirt.
I hope you take me to a store I hate and smile as I make fun of the "trendy" things because you know I'm weird.
I hope you point out every dog as we pass by and ask their owners if I can pet them because I'm too nervous to ask myself.
I hope you let me control the music when I'm riding shotgun.
I hope you tell me corny jokes and puns because you know I'd do it.
To the love I may never find...
Find me.
Please.
YOU ARE READING
Little Nothings
Poetry***STUNNING COVER by @Repulsify, as commissioned through @InkCommunity 's Artlink Station!*** Things speak to us in different ways. For some, it's a small voice in our minds. For others, it's the things around us, weaving words into succession for s...
