'Hey'
She texts,
'Hey'
I respond,
Her simple blue bubble lighting the room
and the fire in my heart
'Did you need help studying for the test again?'
I look over at my notes,
More doodles than numbers
And then at my desk,
Where hidden papers hide,
High scores and scribbled 'a's
Hidden beneath half-done homework
(no)
'Yeah'
'Want me to come over?'
(more than anything)
'I guess'
'cool, see you soon!'
(not soon enough)
YOU ARE READING
Thorny Roses
PoetryAn original poetry collection by me, Rosalie Ivory. This is a group of very personal work that I am finally ready to share with you all. I will update as I can, with new poems often. It deals with young romance, relationships, family, and my feeling...
