Raylin
hugged me
and went to his room
never parting
with his new tiger
or his new blanket.
Justin
couldn't comprehend
what was happening
but he held onto Oie
like his life depended on it
as he crawled away
into Raylin's room,
where Ghost followed him.
I sat there
in my chair.
How did I get myself into this mess?
I thought
and I opened up the bamboo
journal
that he sent me,
and started to read it.
YOU ARE READING
Things Only Musician Understand
PoetryJustin is a small baby, always getting sick and staying up at night, never really sleeping, never really eating, and they person that can make him, is JJ. After the recent happenings of the first installment of the Lovers Understand trilogy, JJ has...
