Fun fact: Ever since I was little I've always known what love is. Or at least that's what I like to say. My mom told me that in kindergarten when I was in love with a boy. I would always feel nervous in the mornings. I told my aunt that I knew that he liked me too. She asked me how I could tell and I said I could see it in his eyes. By that time I was five.
YOU ARE READING
In the mind of an airhead
PoetryIn a world where no one truly belongs I'm here by my desk writhing shitty poetry in the middle of the night because of you. A cluttered mind like mine must create cluttered poetry. I'm just trying to put my feelings into letters. Short notes and lo...
