Just staring at the stars
With soft love songs playing
Thinking
This might be the closest thing I get to love
But I'll take it
I'd rather do this and wait
Then to waste my time with someone
Who's too broke to afford it
High or not
My balcony is so comfy at this hour
I was born a romantic
So know that if I share my balcony with you
You better not leave me
Cuz this to me is more private than sex
Cuz thoughts and opinions
Are yours until you share them
Because then who's to say they won't go around the school
Like that girls nudes
Nonetheless
Dont mind me
YOU ARE READING
Whatever
RomanceA collection of stories, all in different formats, about life. There is no end goal, only truth, pain, lust, joy, sarcasm, irony and self awareness. Tread lightly as this story mentions some of my experience with SA. Good luck 🤞
