i once went to one of his gigs
but i brought a book
in my purse just in case
because i didn't think i would
like it
i didn't hate his type of music
it just wasn't my type
i like alternative and soft pop
he likes punk and screaming
he snuck me in from the
back door since i was underage
it sucks being seventeen
it was a eighteen or older
bar and concert
william plays the electric guitar
and sings back up
he had a good voice
when he wasn't screaming
i was in the front row when
he dedicated a song to me
he named it after me
and in that song he was the lead singer
when he sang
his voice slowed down and
was filled with emotion
the words weren't words
they were part of a poem
that was being sung
YOU ARE READING
this is us
Short Storywe hold hands but never for too long we kiss but never in public he doesn't want to become one of those couples he just wants to be us so this is us •••••••••••••••• [lowercase intentional]
