Today, my sun-soaked face is on display for every car that drives past. I've decided they get no choice.
I've been taking this route for months, however something about today feels particularly humorous to me.
She should be trying to ruin my life after what I did, but for whatever reason, she hasn't. In fact, my life has never been easier.
The traffic lights go red as I turn to cross.
A slight smirk just lingers.
I need a challenge.
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IN THE SUNSHINE (POETRY)
PoetryThis is a FICTIONAL story told through poems, the collection explores ego in a weirdly vulnerable way. ------- I've been working on this collection for the past few weeks, it means a lot to me and I LOOOVED the process. This collection could use a...
