what happened?
nothing.
what happened? tell me.
nothing.
fine.
it is actually me being lose control, blah blah blah, and so on, and so forth.
('til my screen and i believe, your screen are full of bubble chats.)
7.54 pm
when i tell you what happened
-a
YOU ARE READING
lowercase
Poetrylowercase copyright 2020 by charvialea paragraphs. a.m.-p.m. personal letters to him that you may relate. enjoy!
