eating taco bell in a parking lot,
bought my first real "clothing items" at victorias secret, kinda scandalous ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
garage sale shopping
and wishing i could see you.
screaming the lyrics to all kinds of songs.
pop, heavy metal, frozen soundtrack, all of it.
buying a nose ring and putting it on,
necklaces and paying fifty cents to buy my best friend and i some lemonade from a stand with two little kids.
driving around random places and not knowing exactly where we will end up.
this is what i wanted.
minus the missing you, obviously.
pretty nice man.
its been a good day.
YOU ARE READING
idk if i can call this poetry
Poetrybook 2 this started out as just writing down my thoughts. poems, quotes and other random stuff. thats what this was supposed to be. instead, it had become a diary. a journal, almost. this is long lost lovers. this is heartbreak. this is one s...
