Two decades of stunted social skills later, and I'm suddenly faced with having to be an adult. It's not as easy as one would think. This blog is creative writing, art, photography, and life chapters. You can find whichever you're looking for in the tags.
Saturday, February 15, 2014
something like love
i've only met you once
in the silent winter chill
with your goofy hat
and wild brown curls
biting your chapped lip
as you try not to smile
you are the ethereal dream
that i never wanted to end.
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