College
has a fall break
Its the week after my birthday
She wants my girl to come over and drink
"I'm not comfortable with that," I voice my thoughts
"OK, I won't go," my sweet girl promises me
and she doesn't go to hers to drink
she tells her I'll be at the house
"all break?" she asks.
"No." my girl,
is honest
with
her.
YOU ARE READING
Her. (rough draft)
PoetryThis author has gone through the most brutal breakup she's ever endured, she needs an outlet. Enjoy
