i started my poetry book with a word then contrived it with thousands, all for you and you only. you knew that it was more than a subtle hint but you hid it so well that i vanished into thin air. the part you saw was just a teenage girl's romantic phase. now you can't afford to look at me but only that i am putting up a show allowing you a free pass because i remember so much about you.
also, you should stop staring just because i'm letting you.
YOU ARE READING
Let Me Rest For Awhile
Puisishe's the main character falling in love with the wrong ones in this one. [poetry/prose]
