i remember very vividly
driving over the bridge
in the middle of an exceptionally wintery january
safe and warm in our old school bus
listening to an enchanting song
about a sad girl
stranded in the harsh winter
of her mind
little did i know
i'd soon be in love with a girl
in the same situation
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peaches n chlorine
Poetryon crying into virtual shoulders and feeling momentarily comforted book 2 of my stupid rants and journaling cause i don't have anymore notebooks irl i'll probably regret this later in life ohgod © copyright may 2017
