I know we belonged to the past
and I know for sure that
I was never your future.
I just wish that the present
was longer so that I
could dig deep into you
and see you.
know you and try and strip away that facade you have on
I want to see you and your dark secrets
the desires that you’re scared of wanting
dreams that keep you up at night.
what’s the story behind that bright scarlet belt which reflects your inner personality?
come, sit with me
and tell me
the things that make you smile and the things that make tears stream down your cheeks
your first best friend
your first fight with your sibling (do you even have any?)
your first love
and your first heartbreak.
tell me everything.
I wrote this in class becasue I was feeling too sleepy. It was a really chilly weather, the warm-sweater-and-hot-tea-at-the-window-staring-at-the-rain types. Oh well.