Working with you again made me realise how easy it must be for you to act cheerful,
Normal even, guilt free.
You used to tell me you'd make a terrible actor.
How ironic.
YOU ARE READING
neon starlight
Poetrythe post-midnight musings of a young modern romantic. *Disclaimer: the current cover art is not my own, the imagery was found on Pinterest and I was unable to find the original owner. While I did the titles, all rights go to the original artist.
ironic
Working with you again made me realise how easy it must be for you to act cheerful,
Normal even, guilt free.
You used to tell me you'd make a terrible actor.
How ironic.
