You can't be in love with him
Because you look more like cousins
Than you do friends
This isn't Alabama
This is Minnesota
And we don't like incest
But it's not incest, you say
Yes, but I and him teat you like a sister
That's who you are to me
That's who you are to him
When that girl asked
You were confused
When he said his answer
I smiled
And you turned red, covered your face, and told me that was the weirdest question you've ever been asked
I know you're here
Reading this
I hope you don't
But if you do
Don't tell him
Or I'm unfriending you
YOU ARE READING
poems for when you're gone
Poesiaa compilation of poems I've written about someone ~ ~ ~ ~ Trigger Warnings: Cursing, Guns
