She ordered a
Venti Double Latte
with Cream and
Skinny Soy
i couldn't help
but giggle
She turned to
stare
then smiled,
eyeing me
up and down like a
Bird of Prey
i blushed
and said,
"skinny soy
isn't a real thing."
She laughed
and a thousand
Angels in Black were born
"finally, someone who
knows that joke."
She grinned
and sat down
"we must be
meant for eachother."
and the rest
is History
YOU ARE READING
The Autopsy of Ashes (Victoria)
PoetryThis is the Story of Victoria. i Loved Her. i Hated Her. i Needed Her. She Created me. She Destroyed me. She is Everyone who ever got away. She is Your favourite Song. She is Everything. She is the Ashes of Your house. She is Nothing. She is You...
