And after 30 minutes talking about how we feel with each other,
We found ourselves talking about making love to each other.
And there she was being naughty as always saying we should bunk school
Since its Friday tomorrow.
And obviously I agreed to that,
Only because I assumed that if my mom goes to work, then I’ll be able to stay home
Since she leaves early while I’m asleep when she goes to work.
“I want you to give it to me rough babe, I missed you”
But can you handle it? You know my freaky side is extreme.
“When was I unable to handle it though?”
There’s a first time for everything, plus we haven’t had it in a while so trust me it’ll be too much for you
“All talk no action, we’ll see tomorrow”
I was already fantasising about tomorrow,
I was “thirsty” as they call it.
And I put my mind that when she comes, I’ll give her the ride of a life time
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THE LOST LETTER
Poesia"The lost letter" (continuation of I am not to blame) book Written to show the issues that some teenagers fight On a daily basis, divorced parents, losing a parent Depression, and loneliness In a form of a letter.It's written to let them know That...