When I was small
my mother told me
"Stay away from the boys
who breathe out smoke
wearing leather jackets
and dangerous eyes."
But she never did
not once
warn me about the boy
who didn't breathe out smoke
but instead took my breath away.
She never warned me
that the boy with glasses
and mysterious eyes
could capture my heart
for days
months
years.
YOU ARE READING
The Day that Never Came
Poesía❝I always told myself one day I'd get over him, yet that day never came.❞ - Trigger warning! There are themes of depression, suicide, and eating disorders. Please don't read this book if these are sensitive topics to you.
