i feel so soft
so pure
so insecure.
these boys are coming to my way
i've told them no
although,
they act like i said nothing.
my heart is full of fair
they say:
,,chose one!
which one?"
i feel my body shaking
i want to run
but i am locked there
with them.
and then i see her
her hair is in a high bun
her black-red shirt
is upon jumper.
i run to her
her hands are soft.
she pulls me closer
hugs me tighter
as i whisper
don't leave me..
and i just hear
i won't. i won't babe...
YOU ARE READING
a girl. her
Short StoryFirst try letting my feelings out. May it be the first pancake ever - not the one that you've been hoping, but maybe better than the worst. I hope every reader will feel more or less, see themselves more or less in these words and sentences. I hope...
