After school,
Monday night blues are
Shared over ever cooling decaf coffee.
Homework is scattered around us,
forgotten in our laughter.
Dulled pencils litter the floor
as whispers float through quiet shelves of knowledge.
We both find comfort in the scent of old books-
That's why I adore you.
You understand the joy of immersing yourself into a new world like I do.
We share in the love and loss of characters,
and no one but us can comprehend the universe we've built for ourselves
on a Monday night hidden in the library stacks.
YOU ARE READING
We Write for Fear of Silence
Poetry{My soul put into words. Writing is how I put myself back together again. Writing is how I love.} **all poems are mine** HIGHEST RANKING: #30 IN POETRY & #1 IN TEEN POETRY
