I forgot to put a time-stamp on this so it's now 13th of January, 2055 on a Wednesday.
// friendzoned: my skin crawls and the hairs on the backs of my arms stand on end when you look me straight in the eyes, look me straight in the heart and look me straight into my soul and say that we should simply stay friends. //
// passengers: he had such an impact on me in such little time and we'll never meet again and even if he reads this one day he would never know it was from me; the girl on the train who he kept staring at //
// lies: if I had a heart like yours I would be set for life, i could just feel free and I wouldn't think compliments were lies //
YOU ARE READING
if i don't say this i'll explode // a book of poetry
Poetrya book of poetry // because if i don't say this i'll explode, there's too much white noise in my head that needs to be transferred to the blank spaces in the sky and the unfulfilled breaths of the air we breathe. 20 year old girl from Melbourn...
